Alexandra
I still feel his scent as I walk towards the baths. The memory of his touch, - strong, owning me, simply by placing his hands on me, making me feel like I belong only to him fills my head. His touch lingers on me, all over my body. All the places he touched are burning with the need to be touched again.
We didn't go all the way. But I could feel it was costing him insurmountable efforts not to rip my clothes to pieces to take me there. It’s a strange feeling - being wanted by someone so strongly, it is like nothing else.
It makes you think differently of yourself. Like you are really special. Desirable. It makes you feel that you are not like the others simply by being yourself. Desire is not something you can control and the fact Nathaniel wants me makes me grin like an i
