I whisper, “What do I need?”“Release.” That one word scrapes across my nerves and lights me on fire. His deep voice dances on the air, murmuring hotly, “You need someone who will take all of your thoughts and responsibilities away from you, who lets you be free to just feel.” Suddenly, his hands are on my waist, and he’s pulling me onto his lap, and I’m straddling his thigh and his hands are in my hair and his lips are on mine… And the world stops.

Sir: The Awakening