Chapter 63 - Truly Used For The First Time

• I inhale deeply, preparing myself for what I want: to give Diego everything he desires. Clutching the hem of my shirt between my fingers, I slowly take it off and toss it to the floor beside me. Diego watches with dark, hungry eyes as I stretch back and unclasp my bra, letting it fall into my lap. My breasts spill out, my nipples already tight with anticipation. My chest heaves with each breath. Getting on my knees, I hook my thumbs under the waistband of my leggings and slide them down to my knees, taking my panties with them, until I can sit on the floor and remove them semi-gracefully, leaving myself naked on Diego’s rug by the fire, heart racing. Waiting for him In silence.
• Still, he makes no move, simply assessing me from his vantage point. It reminds me of a TV show I once watched, of a lone wolf sitting silently at the edge of a meadow, watching a deer graze. The wolf seemed as passive as Diego does now, sitting in that chair. The deer’s tail and ears twitched; she knew the wolf was there, waiting, calculating. She knew she was in danger. And she also knew there was really no escaping that wolf; whether she ran or not, the wolf would eventually devour her. So she just tried to enjoy the last moments of peace in her life, grazing in that field.
• “Lie down.”