Chapter 25 Proximity

• I don't want to think about him touching my body, one that he used to dislike in the past, but at the same time, his caresses are wonderful and I forget about the embarrassment I might feel while he gets closer to me.
• He strokes my hair while his other hand travels across my skin under my shirt, my poor pajamas with drawings, and the bathrobe falls off my shoulders. He seeks contact with my skin, his hands touch me with some hesitation, but as soon as they find the way... they follow it with determination.
• It seems like he wants to make sure that I'm okay, that I won't push him away. I doubt he came to my room with this intention. I would never believe it possible! But now that we're here... I can tell that he really wants this, I don't know why yet. Katie could be waiting for him in her room. She is undoubtedly more beautiful and sexy, and surely more experienced. But he is here, he came to see how I was, massaged my leg, and now his fingers are moving up my thighs in an advance that I don't want to stop.