DORIS
We were going to have s*x. I knew it, and Arthur knew it.
And I didn’t realize how much I wanted it until that moment.
Arthur stopped kissing me for a moment, probably because we both needed to take a breath.
He cupped my cheek, and he looked at me with tenderness.
I tilted my chin up and smiled at Arthur.
His lips looked masculine and perfect and so kissable. He bent down and kissed me again.
I was in heaven.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed in close.
My lips opened more as if they were functioning of their own accord, inviting him more and more to conquer me.
Arthur didn’t need any more hints than that. He took control. His tongue slipped in and glided against mine.
Arthur moaned into my mouth. It was the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard.
“Bed, baby,” he
