Sensual moments

I watched him walk towards me, my body tensing with anticipation. But it wasn't a cold shiver of fear that passed through me, it was a delicious heat that spread through my veins, making my nerves come alive with longing. The sofa dipped under his weight, and he was suddenly closer. He was so close I could feel the heat radiating off of him. He called me princess, and I smiled at him, moving closer to him. My knees were pressed against the soft mattress, supporting my weight. His hands moved to my waist, pulling me even closer, until we were pressed chest to chest. His hands were warm, his grip firm as he held me.