As his tongue curled around the sensitive top of my left breast, his eyes, blazing with uncontrollable, ferocious passion, locked onto mine, imprisoning me for the moment. It was an incredible sensation, a shock of electricity coursing through every cell in my body, leaving me shivering, gasping, and completely his. I sank into Matthew's arms, as if time had stood still and the rest of the world had vanished in a sea of love.
“What’s wrong with me being able to swim as a girl?” I teased with a playful smile. “What sort of girl did you expect me to be?”
He laughed and apologized, “Don’t take offense. I didn’t mean to. Simply put, you’re different from other girls.”
I wasn’t offended at all—I was curious. I wanted to know what sort of girl he had imagined. Soon enough, our conversation tu
