“I will never forget how I felt when I first saw you,” she said. “Tell me,” he urged. Despite the warmth of the fire nearby and the sweat beading across their skin, she shivered. “I felt your eyes on me, like hands touching my whole body. I had never felt so inflamed. I had never felt so afraid.” “Why afraid?” he asked. He bent closer to her lips, and she shifted, her legs spreading farther apart to accommodate his movements, which had grown in tempo. “Because…” she started, and then paused. “Because I knew I could love you, and I wasn’t supposed to.”
