Even without his words, I would’ve felt his need as it pressed hard against me. The look in his eyes was a new one, it reminded me of a predatory animal stalking its prey, and yet I felt no fear. I wanted whatever his eyes were offering.
My insides turned to liquid, and I could feel heat gather between my thighs and spread to my tummy, where a sweet, slow-burning ache began. My knees quivered and would’ve given out if he wasn’t holding onto me.
His hands felt twice their size when they landed on my hips, and when he started sliding the dress up slowly while looking into my eyes, I was sure I would faint. “Oh my!” I sighed or moaned; I’m not sure which, those words into his mouth as his lips came down to cover mine.