A Passionate Moment in a Cabin

"Yes.!" I nibbled on my bottom lip, my fingers curling nervously into the rough linen sheets beneath me, and looked at him with bewildered eyes. The image of the two of us, naked and entangled in each other—skin against skin, breath mingling—was now beginning to play in my mind, and oh! The slightly dangerous passion returned, warm and throbbing in my veins, and my desire for him grew more urgent by the second. Leon lifted me straight across the bed, his strong arms steady as he held me close, and laid me down gently on the worn wooden frame. I heard the bed "creak" softly as his weight pressed against me, a rustic melody mixing with the crackle of the fireplace nearby. "Don't worry, this bed is just old, but it's still strong!" Leon laughed reassuringly, his deep chuckle vibrating against my skin, as he ran his hand through my tousled hair and his violet eyes looked deep into mine, filled with tender amusement and smoldering desire. "Oh, honey, let me please you, let me dance you to t