Benjamin's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze burning with desire. We sat together on a tree branch, the rough bark beneath us and the leaves above us rustling in the gentle breeze.
He paired me on his laps; the air was thick with tension, our bodies inches apart.
It was a lovely sight for couples, and all people who were present were all couples paired focused on each other.
"Why do you love dangerous places?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.
He leaned closer, his breath hot against my ears. "Because they make me feel alive," he whispered back.
His words sent shivers to course through me. I felt trapped in his gaze, unable to look away.
The branch creaked beneath us, the sound echoing through the silence. Benjamin's eyes never left mine, his pupils dilated with desire. I felt my heart racing, my pulse pounding in my ears.
