Quiver

His hands gripping her hips,

leaning forward,

his breathe slowly dancing across her lips,

the warmth of his cheek as it presses against hers,

excitement radiating through her very core,

anxiousness creeping up her spine causing her breath to quickly catch,

she bites her lip and closes her eyes,

squirming a little in her seated position atop his lap,

he brushes the hair from her face,

her thoughts race,

her heart threatening,

don't lose control,

she feels him,

at the nape of her neck,

goosebumps multiplying,

spreading across the entire expanse of her skin,

hair standing on end,

the bristles of his beard grazing across her chest,

in this moment,

everything within her to give in,

her arms rested around him,

her long nails,

she drags against his bare shoulders,

she can feel him,

beneath her,

his body beginning to quiver