Evelyn's POV
Just his scent sends me into a heady trance, one that doesn't end until our bodies are still once more, just warm and snuggled in as close as two souls can be.
However, I doubt he feels the same way as me. The only difference between having fun in s*x with him and Greg is:
When f*****g with one whom I love, I feel so connected, anticipated and loved, but the other, it's just passion.
I wasn't some girl who would say I've never felt this way before. s**t! Was there really a difference between d***s?
If I had shown how wild I was, when Larry ordered me to get dressed, I would pin him back to the ground and f****d him myself until I was satisfied.
I felt electricity in my skin, hormones shutting down of my higher brain and the rise of my animal self.
He rolled over me, my
