JillxSkye: To Catch A Thief 28

Chapter 28 – Simply Sweet

Skye slowly brought his face closer and closer to mine until I felt his warm, soft lips against mine. My eyes fluttered shut, and I breathed in deeply through my nose, trying to take in as much of his beautiful scent as I could; he smelled like the cool, night air. His kiss was gentle, hesitant. I could feel him analyzing my reaction the way he had whenever he'd been with me before.

Then, I felt Skye pulling away. Our lips had just barely parted when I pushed forward, causing our lips to meet again. Skye recovered from my sudden change quickly, this time pressing his lips against mine more forcefully. His hands moved from my face to my hair, gentle fingers lacing through my chocolaty brown tresses.

I ran my hands along his bare chest, feeling his increasing heartbeat underneath my fingertips. Skye moaned against my lips, his hands tightening in my hair. Likewise, I responded with a small cry of pleasure, parting my lips slightly. He seemed to slow for a moment, and I feared his wonderful lips would leave mine again.

Instead, he parted his lips, and I felt the quick, feathery light touch of the tip of his tongue against my lips. Without a moment's hesitation, I eagerly welcomed him in, allowing his tongue to touch mine, deepening our passionate kiss. His hand traveled lightly down to the small of my back, and Skye pulled me closer until there was no space left between us. I could feel all of his pent up desire and love for me; it was consuming, overwhelming, and unreservedly incredible.

We kissed again and again, and I finally built up the courage to push my own tongue into his mouth. The sound of his voice was mystical and charming. Just the sight of him nearly made me swoon. The touch of his skin against mine was exhilarating, causing a pleasant tingle wherever we met. And his smell was utterly intoxicating. But he tasted like absolutely nothing I'd ever experienced before. I struggled to find the words to describe it, and settled on the simple word, 'sweet'. Everything else about him was cool and suave, but where I was exploring, inside of him, he was simply warm and caring and sweet.

Time became an irrelevant variable. In those moments, all that I could think, all that I could feel, all that I could ever need was Skye.

Even as his kisses became gentler, I could still sense the fiery passion between us. It was only when our lips parted again that I realized how out of breath I had become. Every inch of my skin was flushed, and when I looked up I saw that Skye's cream face had also taken on an intense red hue.

I smiled shyly at this observation, and Skye smiled in return. Biting my lower lip, I struggled to keep my eyes on his emerald ones. "Hey, don't do that," he crooned. Skye moved a hand to my face, using his thumb to gently prod my lower lip out from under my teeth. "I happen to like those, and I certainly don't want to see them hurt."

He gave me a quick peck and I giggled. "Well they're mine, so I can do whatever I want with them," I argued, catching my lip between my teeth again.

"I have to disagree with you, my beautiful Jill," Skye replied lightly, nudging my lip out again. "Because you're lips are, in fact," he continued, gazing intensely at me, "Mine." He growled the last word and lunged at me suddenly. I screamed in surprise as I found myself sprawled on my bed with Skye poised elegantly above me. "And you, my lovely Jill, are also," he began, leaning in closer until our bodies were pressed together again. "Mine." This was immediately followed by another dizzying kiss that made my fingers and toes curl.

When he pulled back, a satisfied grin crossed his features as he noticed my dream-like state. "Mine," he repeated with a quick wink, trailing his hands down my body.

"Rather possessive, aren't we Skye?" I asked somewhat breathlessly.

His hands paused and tightened at my waist, and he leaned back in. "You have no idea," he murmured with a light kiss in the corner of my mouth.

A shiver ran through my body as I sighed contentedly, and Skye's eyelids fluttered in response. "Goddess, you are intoxicating," he whispered, kissing me passionately. "Absolutely everything about you is delicious," he said, with a kiss between each word.

Needless to say I was lightheaded by the end of that sentence. But something that he said lingered in my mind. Delicious… I thought. Delicious… Delicious… It was only then that I realized how hungry I was. The last meal I had was breakfast at 6 o'clock in the morning. A quick glance at the clock told me that it was just around 11 o'clock at night.

Skye noticed my intense, contemplative look, and asked, "What is it?"

Feeling stupid, I answered, "Nothing! I just… I just realized that I haven't eaten since breakfast. And I'm hungry. Sorry." I immediately felt guilty for expressing such a minor concern. Way to totally kill the mood, I chastened myself.

"That's wonderful!" Skye exclaimed unexpectedly, sitting up.

"Huh…?" was all I managed to say in my confused state as Skye pulled me into a sitting position as well.

"Jill," Skye began, dropping his voice, "I want you to try my curry. Please allow me the privilege of making you some."

Wasn't expecting that… Then I recalled that night when he told me about his passion for cooking. The eagerness in his features made me smile. "Yeah, sure! I've been waiting to try your curry since that night at the beach."

Skye positively glowed. "Wonderful! Now, where do you keep your ingredients for curry?"

"Ingredients?" I repeated stupidly, "Oh, right! Well, I don't exactly cook much so I'm not sure what I have, let alone what ingredients are needed to make curry." Skye blanched for a moment and I immediately felt bad. "But feel free to check in my kitchen!"

Skye's shocked face was replaced by an eager one. "You don't cook, you say?" I nodded, wondering what he was thinking. I was afraid he would suggest… "Then I'll teach you! We can cook some curry together." I couldn't say no to those beautiful emerald eyes, obviously. I nodded slowly and his glow returned. "Then let's begin!" he exclaimed, jumping to his feet. I began to stand up when he whisked me into his arms bridal style and charged for my kitchen. I couldn't help but laugh; I had never seen him so excited before. This should be interesting…