PASSION

Lorraine Lebedeva

My body was shivering with excitement as he zipped my jumpsuit all the way to the end and unbuckled his pants.

I slowly removed my jumpsuit covered in dry blood, as goosebumps coated my clean skin when the wind brushed against my flesh.

"Open your legs for me red." he demands but even his demands were all sweetness and cajoling. Promise and tenderness. But he could have said anything, in any way, and it wouldn't have mattered. I was drooling for him. Wetness pooled inside my mouth. Between my legs. That's how much of an effect he has on me. I was swept off my feet, already so deep for him. There was no hesitation as I opened my legs and kept it open as Raphaël trailed one of his hands down the side of my face. Then the other. I lifted my gaze to his, and he smiled before cupping my chin.

His hands were even more through. A stroke here. A pinch there. A kiss dropped on the back of my neck. Whatever kept my body on high alert for his touch.

He took his hand away, leavi