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~Katrina~
He carried me to his bed in his arms. My heart was pounding so loud, I thought he could hear it too. I didn't understand why I hadn't run away. I told myself I didn't want to be here. But now that I had the chance to leave... I stayed.
Maybe it was because something inside me didn't want to go.
Maybe it was because my body wanted him—wanted Karl.
He laid me down gently, my head sinking into the softness of his pillow. Our eyes met, and then his lips touched mine. It was slow and deep, then he kissed my neck, making my breath hitch.
Karl's mouth moved lower, his lips brushing my skin like he was starved. He kissed my chest, then took one breast into his mouth. It felt like he needed me—like I was the only thing that could ease whatever fire he carried inside.
