Now it was his turn to take her breath away.
He had been forgiven, for whatever it was he wanted her to forgive, and now while Amelie's shiny yellow orbs traced the space between his eyes and the bridge of his nose she felt her lungs begin to gasp for air. She felt suddenly as something unknown had wrapped itself around her neck. It was his stare, the power of his eyes had wrapped around her so tight with love.
She parted her mouth and tried to suck in air from the cold morning but there was not enough to save her from drowning in his eyes.The touch of his cold nose against her skin burned like dry ice. She did not pull away-- though she wouldn't have been able to even if she had wanted to.
Then came the nibbling and hot feeling of his breath up her neck.
Amelie shut her eyes and titled her head to give him more room to nibble through. All of this was done unconciously, she had never had and encounter simlilar to this one so she had no way of telling what was the proper way to act. Besides, the second his lips had brushed against the hair on her neck she had stopped thinking with her brain. Her heart had taken over now.
