GRETA:
There is always a sense of heightened awareness that overcomes me whenever he's around me and when he touches me, it becomes something more intense, like I am about to explode.
We're standing alone in what is to be our designated room for our whole stay here, his hand on my waist and his eyes boring into mine as he pulls me into him. Flattening my palm against his chest, I feel the need to be closer to him.
He draws me in, his eyes not faltering as he takes me in. He takes his time, stroking my skin with his finger and sliding his free hand into my hair. Leaning down, he takes my lips on his, softly gliding and enjoying whatever my lips have to give.
He lets out a moan and pulls me into a rib crushing hug, wrapping his free arm around my waist and snaking his hand down to my b
