OPAL

Bruce keeps his promise to me.

As soon as I get home, I find him waiting in the room for me. Not much is said. We tear at each other's clothes, lips locked the entire time, and then we're both in bed, totally naked.

I'm addicted to his touch. I think it's safe to say that at this point. Every time he touches me, it feels like my whole body has been set on fire, and I can't get enough.

The force of his thrusts. The feel of his forehead against mine. His breath fanning my face. The ...