[ Eddie almost laughs at that, only for the fact that he is feeling very much like a teenager at the moment. Caution is thrown to the wind and things like logic and common sense have receded far from his consciousness. All he cares about is Chrissy, that after all these years he's finally able to hold her, kiss her. He would feel like an idiot for waiting so long, if he weren't all consumed by searing hot desire. ]
Sorry for keeping you waiting. [ It's difficult to pull himself away enough to speak, so the words come out muttered against her neck as he presses his lips there over and over. ] I'll make it up to you.
[ Part of him thinks he should try and slow down. He doesn't know if this will ever happen again after tonight. Given his current circumstances, it shouldn't happen again, shouldn't be happening in the first place. But a feeling of certainty overcomes him that this will happen again. Thank God.
His hands fumble against her body, and he's quick to rid her of her top, followed swiftly by her bra. It's something he's become quite good at over the years. Not leave her alone in being suddenly exposed, he pulls his own shirt up over his head and tosses it to the side. Then Eddie hesitates for a moment, but not because he's having second thoughts. He is simply entranced by the site of her, half naked and flushed, absolutely stunning.
One arm reaches to wrap around her, pulling her close as he kisses her again. The free hand moves across her breasts, cupping on in his hand as he squeezes gently, his thumb flicking little lines against her nipple. It all feels like a dream, and if it is-- he's happy to never wake up. ]
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Sorry for keeping you waiting. [ It's difficult to pull himself away enough to speak, so the words come out muttered against her neck as he presses his lips there over and over. ] I'll make it up to you.
[ Part of him thinks he should try and slow down. He doesn't know if this will ever happen again after tonight. Given his current circumstances, it shouldn't happen again, shouldn't be happening in the first place. But a feeling of certainty overcomes him that this will happen again. Thank God.
His hands fumble against her body, and he's quick to rid her of her top, followed swiftly by her bra. It's something he's become quite good at over the years. Not leave her alone in being suddenly exposed, he pulls his own shirt up over his head and tosses it to the side. Then Eddie hesitates for a moment, but not because he's having second thoughts. He is simply entranced by the site of her, half naked and flushed, absolutely stunning.
One arm reaches to wrap around her, pulling her close as he kisses her again. The free hand moves across her breasts, cupping on in his hand as he squeezes gently, his thumb flicking little lines against her nipple. It all feels like a dream, and if it is-- he's happy to never wake up. ]