I heaved a sigh of relief. The fullness of him inside me felt so soothing, so … right, as if I had been left empty all this time, only waiting for him to fill that craving.
Craving. That was it. I didn't realize until this trip that my longings for him had already grown into an addiction. An obsession that had become an indispensable part of my life, that I could no longer let go of or live without, even for just a few days.
I draped my arms over his shoulders. Water sluiced down, rolling onto his damp hair flowing down his chest. His skin felt even softer than usual from the steam and mist. "Bai Ye …" I whispered against the sound of gentle waves lapping to his rhythm. "When you said you'll stay at Mount Hua … and spend more time with me, did you … did you really mean it?"
