Being around him is a constant trial. He’s so incredibly sexy, lazing around the village, draping himself on things and eyeing me with obvious interest. It makes me shudder, just knowing he’s there, watching. I can practically smell how much he wants to fuck me. It’s like this tangy thing sticking to the back of my throat. I want it. I can feel myself getting wet just looking at him. Which, to be honest, is a new and weirdly exciting development.
