Dream on the Cruise (Part 2)
Katherine's POV
He's kissing me! His hands are moving up my legs, caressing them, and my heart is racing a thousand beats per minute. I recall how Angela, a friend from school in Mexico, warned me that when I fell in love, my mind would stop reasoning, and my body would belong to him. At the time, I didn’t fully understand what she meant, but now I do. Mauro is making me feel this way. My mind is a blank slate, and my body responds only to his touch and kisses.
I glance out the window; the sun is still high in the sky. It's daytime, but Mauro seems indifferent to it. We should be at the pool, enjoying a perfect sunny day, but instead, he's here, consuming my body and draining what little sanity I have left.
I close my eyes and surrender to him, hoping I won
