Moving Forward

Her fingers glided over the cool marble of the balcony. The night was exceptionally cool for summer. She usually loved attending parties such as these but tonight her mind was on her companion. She was becoming more and more aware of her growing attraction to him. She didn't want to be attracted to him. He was everything she didn't need in her life. He was on the other hand everything that she was missing in her life. Her thoughts came more from his actions than anything. He was exciting, handsome, romantic, intelligent, and if that wasn't enough he made insulting people in a foreign language extremely sexy. She could never tell what he was saying but his face made it clear that whatever he was saying wasn't meant for polite company.

He watched her as she stood on the balcony. She was beautiful in all the ways that mattered. Her hair was soft and smelled of jasmine. Her skin as he held her in his arms while dancing was smooth as silk. He often found himself asking her to go to these functions just to be with her although he would never admit it was so he could spend time with her alone outside of work. He knew what getting involved fully with her would mean. It was one area in his life that he felt that he would never measure up. He couldn't ask her to be involved with him when he himself already knew that the family and suburban life didn't fit in with his life in the world of espionage.

She could feel someone watching her and wondered if it was him. It was the same feeling she got at home at times late at night after everyone had fallen asleep. She knew that he occasionally came to check on her at her house. Sometimes he would let her know he was there and they would talk awhile than others times she could only speculated on his night visits. She allowed him to set his comfort level. She didn't want to push him to feel something he didn't, although she would bet money he did feel something more than friendship for her. She knew she felt it for him.

He walked out to her. He stood behind her waiting for her to jump. She didn't jump until she felt his heated fingers on her now cooled arms. The jolt of electricity was more than she thought she could handle. She turned to face him and before she could say a word he lean in and brushed his lips over hers. His hands ran along her bare arms to come and rest at her waist. He slipped his arms around her waist and guided her to a more private area of the balcony where it was more secluded from the prying eyes of the other party goers.

She smiled up at him as he pulled her in closer and then placed his lips on her neck slowly traveling the path from her collar bone top right below her ear and back again. Her hands rested on his shoulders for support as he kissed his way to the other side of her neck, following the same path as he had before.

Her fingers played havoc to his body as she ran them through his hair and down his back. She felt the pressure of his lips increase with every stroke of her fingers. She felt her smaller body molding perfectly to his larger one. She tried to keep her control as his fingers tangled in her hair to deepen his kiss.

He pulled back from her lips momentarily to allow them both time to catch their breath only to see his raw passion reflecting back at him in her eyes; knowing in that moment she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He rested his forehead on hers and without words asked her for guidance in what to do next.

"I think it is time to leave and finish this conversation at your place." She said not wanting to lose her nerve or the chance to have him change his mind.

"I think you're right." He led her back through the ballroom and out to his car never taking her hand from his until he placed her in the passenger side of his sleek silver Corvette.