''Do you love me?'' he searched in my eyes.
I stared at him; not replying, just answering him silently with my eyes.
We were sitting in the meadow and admiring the vast and magnificent greenery. He always brings me here. The first time he brought me here was the first time we made love. I remember it like it was yesterday.
He took my hand and made me sit on his lap. He cradled me in his arms and rested his head on my right shoulder. It felt so good to be in his arms. He whispered soft romantic words in my ears. His breath on my skin sending shivers down my spine. I turned around and ran my fingers on his chest; admiring his hard muscles.
''Why do you have to remove your shirt everytime?'' I asked playfully.
''Well to make girls fall for me because I'm so sexy.'' he smiled that devilish smile that I liked.
''You sure do attract them like honey.'' I teased.
''But what about you? Why are you not charmed by me?''
''Maybe because you're not so sexy as you think you are.'' I chuckled.
He kissed me then, swallowing my chuckle, teasing me like he only knows. Making me moan with pleasure as he explored my mouth. He tasted like honey and herbs which I always like about him.
