As I walked back to my room, I recalled every detail of my time with the duke. From the galloping horse ride through the fields to the intimacy of our moment in the woods. I tingled all over when I thought about the way his hands and mouth had felt on my body. For the first time in my life, I felt alive and awake to my surroundings. Like my body had finally woken up from a long, dormant sleep.
When the duke asked if he could show me rather than tell me what he needs from me, I did not hesitate to say yes. I think it was mostly because it is something I needed from him too. Never, would I have considered that I would enjoy the sensation of pain or find myself desperate for more of it. Because right now, I did. I needed more. I wanted more. Why does my body betray me like this? Make me
