Chapter 38 The Present

I am so determined to take him, to kiss him and touch him that I don't recognize myself. It's not that I'm responding to anything, I'm simply taking the lead, taking action, leading if you will, not reacting, and that alone... that single decision sets it apart from all the ones I've made before. I was never like this.
Brandon responds with equal longing and desperation as I feel myself moving from the balcony to the living room, his large hands caressing me over my clothes, pressing against my body and I sigh with pleasure against his lips. Suddenly, he separates and takes my hand, leading me to his room.
I don't even have time to see what it looks like, what it has or doesn't have in his room, when he starts taking off his shirt eagerly. I didn't expect any of what has happened tonight, not the dinner, not so many details, let alone so much... romance. It has been one wonderful thing after another.