<p>" Take you where?" he asked, and opened my legs. He moved his body parallel to mine, and pushed my wrists into the pillows. I wrapped my legs around him and our heat was unbearable. Strands of hair stuck to my forehead and cheeks, and I tried to stop my body from trembling. Something about his persona made me weak. <br>"Stop teasing me," I whispered, "You're making me wet enough as it is. "<br><br>" I can tell," he said, running his hand ...