Chapter 66

• Elsa
• "I love it when you touch my hair,” Marcello says, stopping behind me. He snatches the sash of my bathrobe and tears my only cover away.
• As I press myself against him, I feel he is naked, wet, and hot. He turns me around and his lips clasped around mine. He kisses me hungrily. His hands move around my body, stopping on my ass. He lifts me, kissing me all the while, and carries me to the bed, laying me on the mattress. For a while, he stands there, looking at me. I meet his stare and lift my arms above my head, spreading them to my sides, showing him my helplessness, but also my trust.