CHAPTER 52: MAKING LOVE

MICHAEL

"Make love to me," I heard her say, her voice clear and filled with desire.

I never expected her to use those words before. She's always been more reserved, never explicitly expressing her feelings. But now, she's making her desires known.

What does this request mean? Does she have a specific intention, or am I overthinking it?

"Did I hear you right?" I asked, needing confirmation. "You want us to make love?"

A small, genuine smile graced her lips as she opened her eyes and looked at me. "Yes, please?"

In that moment, my mind went blank, and all I could think about were the things I wanted to do to her.

All of my anger and worries seemed to fade away with her simple request. I couldn't refuse her.

"Tell me that you want me," I demanded, pulling her closer to the bed. "Tell me that you need me."

She pressed herself against me, pulling my head down to meet her lips in a sweet kiss.

Her kisses still held an innocence, a hint of hesitation, but she was learning. She matched my rhy