He grabbed her hand and squeezed it twice before pulling her body against his and burying his nose in the fragrant tendrils of her hair inhaling the sugared intensity that was captivating in itself.
"I had a dream last night that a Virgin Mary type girl seduced me with just her mind and I was shocked because she started having my children when I'd never even felt her body."
"You and your religious icons"she hummed into his ear while nuzzling her head onto his chest and giggling.
He grinned and pulled back so he could study her face. "Actually, she mostly resembled you."
"Oh so now you're fantasizing about me having your babies?" she jokingly interjected.
The playful look on his face hardened, but only in a seriously sincere way, and his eyes latched onto her in that hypnotic manner she found so organic, so rawly inquisitive.
"You would make stunningly gorgeous babies, why wouldn't I dream of it?"
