PENÉLOPE
I didn't know what attracted me most to Ulises.
I didn't know if it was the fact that hating him turned me on, or if it was because he was a man shrouded in mystery, one I couldn't decipher.
My body screamed for him, and it was torture not to give in when his hands were sliding over my curves as we devoured each other's mouths. Feeling his lips, that perfect dose of tongue, his breath on my face. Having him so willing to revere my body.
It was more than a simple attraction. We might be in a game of hate, but the truth was there was something more between us. I could defend myself, and he, despite my denial, had done several things to defend me. No one had ever defended me like he did and... damn it, I couldn’t stop.
I buried my hands in his hair, openly showing the desire I h
