about messes and clean up afterwards. I jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist. Sir easily takes me into his hold and keeps me close against him. I sit back and look at his elegant features. He looks at me with those deep brown eyes, seeing so deeply into me I can’t help but move onto a different part to avoid the intense stare. His lips slide into an easy smirk from his knowledge of what he can do to me by just looking at me. Those lips that have been so silent at work while mine were loud as a freight train passing by…His stubble adds a grown man quality to his tan 23 year old features. I know he isn’t young but surely 23 isn’t a stage of complete growth. His