Lucia gasped as Gastone's words reached her ears. The desire burning inside her ignited like a burning flame fueled by gas.
"Y-You want me?" Lucia asked, staring into Gastone's eyes adoringly. She wanted to know if she was hearing the correct sentence or if her brain was only playing tricks on her.
"Yes, Lucia. I crave you so bad. It's driving me crazy!" Gastone's voice heightened in response. He buried his head in Lucia's neck, inhaling her scent deeply into his lungs.
Lucia was stunned. She opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out as she tried to reply. She was at a loss for what to say, yet her body longed for the touch of Gastone.
Gastone noticed the shift in Lucia's demeanor. He lifted his head and stared at her eyes. It pained him to witness her reluctance to completely surrender to him.
"Gastone… I—"Lucia began, but Gastone had already risen to his feet.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!