His warm skin against mine, his hands twisting in my hair or exploring my skin, his breath on my neck or mouth on mine, his erection piercing and rubbing me in all the right places as he moved …
I'd never been consumed by anyone like this, never experienced sex in a way where I felt like my partner had been molded just for me. With a warrior's aggression and stamina, Batu was going to be unlike anyone I had ever known, and I was already clinging to him, struggling to pull him into me, to merge our bodies in every way possible.
I wanted every part of him, wanted our skin to be in contact until I no longer craved his scent and strength.
Batu was unlike any man I had ever met, and before he brought me to climax the first time, I knew I wasn't just lost to history, I was lost to him.