His fingers shook with nerves and anticipation; tracing unseen circles on her thigh. Their chests rose and sank with shallow breaths and anxious heart beats; the once rhythmic patters now lost within a cadence of their own. He smiled, she bit her lip. Entwined together, skin caressing skin, they were lost unto each other. In this moment only they existed, in this moment only passion existed. Both absorbed within their long awaited intimacy; each wordlessly willing the other to move first.