Intoxicating.

     There's something addictive, intoxicating even, in the warmth that comes out of your skin when you embrace me in bed. I don't seem to get enough of it, I can't help it and I'm yours all over again. For the sweetests of looks, the gentlest or caresses, the most loving of all kisses I've ever received in my life. How do you expect me to not fall for all of that?

As I said, it's addictive.

Intoxicating, even.