Those kissy scenes are hard to write sometimes, but I love reading one when it's crafted so well it feels like I'm standing beside the characters, watching with inflamed cheeks as sparks fly between the two lovebirds. Hello and welcome to a steamy (but clean) Valentines Day Blog Hop from Reading Writing and Lovin' it! I am here to attempt a great kissing scene and maybe you'll like it.

Shadows stretched through the trees slashing stripes of dying sunlight across the forest floor.  I stepped gently on the still warmth of the earth, aware that I was being watched.  If Garret was nearby he was well concealed, his dark skin blended effortlessly with the fading light.  Still, I could sense him, not with my eyes, with a deeper awareness like a magnetic pull.

“You came.” A deep voice.  His voice.

In the black wall of shadows, a silhouette took shape, leaning against a poplar’s trunk, his hat covering his eyes.

“Didn’t you want me to?” I asked, stepping closer.

He smiled, tipping up his hat to reveal his eyes. Onyx and diamonds.  He took in a sharp breath, his chest sucking in air, exerting energy. “You are...” Words were beyond his grasp. He held onto the tree trunk with tensed fingers, pinched his lips shut, huffed through his nose and tried again. “I need you.”

Lips. They fell towards me.  Hovering.  I reached up and slid his hat off.  I floated up to those lips, softly touching them, sinking into them. He exhaled, shaking, and pressed in again. Magnets. His hat fell to the ground.

I thought  somehow I was dreaming and the night had just begun.