My mate is adorable. I love him already. He's sassy and not afraid to say what he wants. He's also shy and guarded though.
I love it.
Kit's easy to rile up. I've barely done anything and look at him. He's practically trembling with need, his face is flushed red, his pupils are dilated, and he's been rock-hard since before we left the ballroom. And all I did was linger a little too close and say a few teasing words.
I don't think Kit's realized that I've noticed his reactions to me. It makes this even more fun. I get to innocently push him until he finally breaks and begs me for it. I know he will. He wants to. He wants me to break him down.
Kit's trying to be... I don't know, mature, I guess. I'm not sure why, but he does act like he has something to prove. Maybe it's a power thing. I
