When I Fell In Love For Real

I worked with this man, older and much more experienced. I developed a crush on him, and a feeling of admiration. My eyes could not be mistaken. His eyes of desire didn't go unnoticed. Whether it was my admiration or his desire that pushed us together, I was under his control, and dominium. I left my body, pinned against the ceiling I looked down as he ravished my body under him. I slept and woke up exhausted, I still felt my eyes crossed, my heart beating.

Nothing was ever the same afterwards, his touch, his gaze, his voice all made me tremble. His slightest need I was there to fulfil it. His eyes were at times filled with desire, at other times enveloping protecting. My eyes were no longer just admiration, my eyes spoke for me. I was in love, for the first time ever, my world now rotated around him, he was now my axis, my purpose.