Prologue
"Touch me," she whispered. The eagerness was there, coiled tensely in her voice. She put her hand on his chest and trailed her palm down to his naked stomach.
"What you think of me doesn't matter" she suddenly cried. She rose to her knees and swayed towards him, reaching for his body with her breasts. Then she caught his hands and clutched them to her bare hips, squeezing his fingers until they dug into her flesh.
"Please put it in me," she begged.