Mariam's heart raced as she imagined the roughness of his touch. It was what she needed, what she craved—the hands of a man. She watched Jason from her spot in the doorway, not caring what he was getting off to. The sight of him was enough to fuel her desire.
But reality set in and Mariam knew she couldn't let him see her like this. What would he think? What would everyone else think? The delicate balance she had maintained with the community would be shattered if they knew her true desires.
Mariam quickly excused herself and closed the door behind her, but Jason's eyes slowly opened as he looked at the door. He had known she was there all along, and now he wondered why she had stayed for so long.
A smirk played at the corner of his lips as a realization dawned on him. She liked what she saw. And that meant he had control over her, even if just for a moment.
