And something else. Attachment, lust, call it what you will. I had offered myself as a vessel to him, let him use my body and he came inside. I felt it, we were one, our two bodies were merged. He was in me. I had never felt so female, so desired, so wanted. He was so powerful and strong, his body with mine. His cock, oh god. It ached to think about. His passion, like nothing else and with it this dawning awareness that this feeling I had was a little dangerous. This was not my life, my future. Everything that happened had to remain secret and hidden. It HAD...