Chapter 31 a touch of heaven

I lead Jenna off to the bedroom, as we push the door closed behind us, I feel somewhat of a small victory, for here is this girl that has taken all my senses away, and she is in sixty seconds going to be mine again. I see her eyes are filled with disappointment. What have I done wrong now? Is it something I perhaps said? She steps a slight bit forward and gently reaches out to touch my hand. A million sensations shock me to my core. Even though she is cold to the touch, her hands are as soft as feathers. "Tyler, we can't. I can't" Her eyes seem sincere as she looks at me with concern. She still has not let go of my hand; I feel her as she gently squeezes my palm. She sees me smile at the comfort of her touch and slowly lets go. Her fingers drag softly down my forearm, leaving tingles on my skin. I must fight every ounce of me not to grab hold of her hand again. I move a slight step closer. She wants to move away, but she seems not to either. I find