She collapsed into him, silently telling him that she was letting go….and giving in. To resist this any longer was nothing less than simply impossible.

He caught her, holding her tight against his body. Still kissing her softly, tasting her breath, feeling her pulse quicken against his touch. He lowered her to the ground, leaving her vulnerable and completely open to him. He whispered gently, reminding her that he is in control and that she trusts him, wholly and completely. His fingers stroked her face, then down her neck, stopping there as he pressed his mouth against hers again.  As the kiss became deeper, she felt his fingers squeezing her neck, his palm putting pressure on her throat. His voice was soft, but stern…. “This is only the beginning. We have waited too long for this. Just. Trust. Me.”

She had often thought about taking this path with him. She was terrified. Was she ready for this? How far would he go? Did she really trust him enough to let him take her?  Yes. She hoped further than her imagination could take her. And yes, she did.