(Kim's Point of View)
The first time was the heat of the moment, I was overwhelmed with desire, and my body ached to be touched and be loved since it had lacked all of that for two years. I was ready to surrender all to Arthur that night, however, for the second time, I had no idea who started it or how we got lost in this thing called pleasure.
I was in the kitchen, it was still early when I woke up, I almost thought no one was awake as I poured myself a glass of water, I brought the glass to my lips but suddenly choked on it when I felt a presence behind me, then a hand was running down my arm and a sniffed against my hair.
"Arthur!" The name passed my lips in a whisper as that familiar scent wrapped around me. "What are you doing?!" I immediately placed the glass back on the
