Raphael.
Yes, I understood what Beth wanted and needed. She needed to forget, even if it was just for a short time. And she needed to feel something that wasn’t terror and dread. She needed to lose herself in passion, and I would gladly give her that. She might not be ready to trust me with her heart yet, but she was trusting me with her body. And that was a start.
She threw her thigh over my legs and climbed over my lap. The shy, reserved, carefully controlled Bethany that she showed the public disintegrated right before my eyes, replaced by the wild, sultry, passionate Bethany that only I knew existed.
She tugged hard at my tie, forcing the knot to loosen. All the while I never stopped kissing her. My hands slid down her back, found the edge of her sweater, and tugged it up over her h
