We devoured each other. Foreheads pressed together. Mouths moving in a frantic need. A primal groan erupting from within my chest as her tongue entered my mouth. My hands reached out and cradled her face. Salty tears trialed down both our cheeks.

She moved close, her hands threading themselves in my hair. My hand left her face and wrapped around her waist, pulling her against me. I small, barely audible, moan escaped her.

I admit I wanted more, more of that sound but my lack of breath betrayed me. I pulled away, leaning against her breathless. Her chest was rising and falling as fast as mine. Her eyes were not as puffy as I would've expected and her lower lip was pulled between her teeth.

I couldn't get a word out.

We sat like that for the next for minutes, what really felt like hours, foreheads together. I had pulled her half way onto my lap, my arms still around her.

"So," My voice sounded different, deeper. ", what now?"

"Now," She inhaled shakily. ", I trust you."

End of Part 1.