What is this feeling? Why am I craving more when I shouldn't? What is happening to me? Ashlyn's mind was running wild as she and Vincent's lips were locked together. This feeling was new to her and the one giving her the experience was no other than Vincent.
The only thing on her mind right now was clouded with lust, and she couldn't fight against it. Breaking away their lips, "I'm ready." She whispered. But what was she ready for?
Vincent stared into her eyes and it was filled with lust. She was already at the river determined to have a drink but did he have enough strength to stop her? He also was losing himself. He imagined her bare body under him and he felt a rush of desire in him.
