She did not say fuck.
She did not fuck.
She did not sleep around. She did not lose her virginity to just anybody. That was not who she was.
Nonetheless, she had made love. She gave herself, all of her, to the man she loved. She believed that was what she used to be.
But, in this particular situation, making love did not seem appropriate since love did not add to this equation.
"Fuck me, Xavier!"
She thought those words best fit their act since it was just purely unadulterated sex. It was nothing more than her giving in to sexual pleasure.
Of course, she did not plan to have sex with him. That was not her end game. No, that was the least she needed, not wishing to complicate things between them.
But it seemed when it came to this man, she had no control of her body. Unfortunately, she had easily succumbed to his irresistible charm as her body betrayed her for her carnal needs.
