My eyes are burning. I don't want to cry in front of you. I've always been able, to keep it all inside. For years, I've succeeded. You never even caressed the thought, that maybe I needed more, than what you already gave me. I don't want to cry in front of you. If I start now, I don't think I'll be able to stop. Please go away. Just for a while. I need air, I can't breathe. Please go. Please.
His name made its way through my lips. In the reflection of his amber eyes, I saw my face. I didn't want any of this. I did not want this intense, primitive desire. And yet, slowly, inevitably, I dragged myself to him and pulled myself up on him. My hips against his, I ran my tongue on his throat, on his Adam's apple, on his jaw. - Come closer