Emma
That night, Killian and I spent some quality time together. We started having fun right there on the couch of the VIP club where we were, exchanging flirtatious caresses and kisses and talking intimately, talking without reservations and without anything while exchanging touches and compliments. I needed to know a little more, to know what he liked and what he didn't like, and he was the first to try to get to know me a little more, being very committed to his task of satisfying me.
It was incredible—the way I felt the urge to touch him and let him touch me. That man pleased me, he could say the right words at the right time, and that made me very excited. He took me to a hotel, and on the way, while his driver was driving calmly through the streets of Atlanta, he and I were kissing
