Can You Handle Me, Baby?

"Tell me baby... can you handle me?"

The truth is I don't think I can, should I say too hot to handle? I was overly distracted by his thumb constantly stroking my cheeks and making my insides rage in heat, our faces were so close and I felt our nose touching right now, I really wanted him to kiss me so damn badly, THIS was what I couldn't handle, it was always foolish to play with fire or even touch but why did I want him to burn me? Like I'm at the edge of a cliff and why did I want to jump?

"You have no idea what you're getting yourself into," he said breathlessly and his breath washed upon my face with heat, I subconsciously went on my tiptoes, I wanted his lips to taste mine, I think I might lose it if I didn't, should I tell him to kiss me? Maybe I should.

I felt his hand on my waist bringing me down and my eyes flick open, maybe I misread this moment.