Because I felt a pair of strong arms underneath my thighs and shoulders and I'm facing a hard chest, not like a sponge we have.

I may be unconscious but I can feel everything as to how his manly scent attracted me in the first place and made me wrap my hand around his neck and how his breath became uneven when my face buried on the crook of his neck.

I think I have created a slight effect on him, the racing of his heartbeat says so.

The gentleman placed me on the wooden ...