A Snowy Slumber, Part 4

I wanted to completely ravage Amanda.

To take her, to usurp control, and do things to her I didn't even think I could think. To sully her unblemished perfect white skin all over with welts from my kisses. For my fingers to be entangled in the wild, unruly curls of her long blonde hair. Have her erotic moans and frantic gasping resound piercingly in the stagnant silence of the frosty night. 

A few desires of countless dozens I yearned for, but would never out loud admit to. Yet here I was, elbow joints aching by the second, with Amanda utterly defenseless right below me, whispering to me in sweet tender breaths, the hazy glint in her eyes wanting for me, asking of me… to do exactly that.