Life never seems to go the way you imagine it will.

I’ll have to see what I can do to get her to relax more.Another orgasm would probably help.

The next time I bring her to climax, I want her to be begging me.

I’m not going to pretend or lie to her about the fact that I want those perfect lips wrapped around my cock. Tonight there needs to be transparency, honesty between us—as much honesty as I am willing or able to give to her until we leave.

Lily’s innocence has me wanting to both corrupt and protect her in equal measure. Nothing is stopping me from doing both. She’s the type of woman I’ve been unknowingly searching for.

She’s mine now.And I protect what’s mine.

My thoughts and feelings war against each other. I can’t possibly like this man; I should be afraid of him. But his touch sends a calming warmth through me, and all I want to do is get lost in his arms, his touch, scent, and taste. But he is my captor—my enemy.

From the way he’s looking at me there is no question what he wants. His eyes are sparkling with pleasure as they take in my scantily clad body.

What’s the fuckin’ difference between leggings and tights?

When did I start feeling so safe with him? I guess knowing that my friends wouldn’t set me up with some psycho criminal helps.