You couldn't get enough of him. Every thought of him sent you spiraling into your thoughts that were anything but innocent. He was yours just as much as you were his.

His fingers brushed through your hair as things became heated. The press of lips and hands trailing down warm skin. His scent, his touch, every single thing about him had your body hot and in need of more. You craved him like sugar, drinking in that warmth that he gave.

You were greedy and he let you take what you wanted.