THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW
"I want you."
Shiver run down Zyair's spine as he stares at Florence. The way she uttered those words brings an intense heat on his entire body... and that fire is burning his restraint and defense.
He swallowed a lump. "F-Florence. W-We can't be too reckless with this," he told her. "We can't do that thing if you're not yet ready."
She stared at him. "But I'm ready now, Zyair. I want to do it with you," she whispered. The fervor coursing through her body did not tone down even a bit.
Florence doesn't know why she's too eager to do IT with Zyair at that moment. It's probably because of the mix emotions stirring on her chest- the frustration and disappointment caused by his family, the overflowing emotion she's feeling while looking at Zyair- everything.
Either way, that's the least of her concern now. She might regret the things she's saying right now, but Florence doesn't care. She just want to feel Zyair inside her.