His hot arm tensing around my chest, he stroked his way up with his free hand, teasing and tantalizing my skin with each exaggerated touch, as if the two of us were made for each other, our bodies molding and fitting together perfectly. His tight grip scattered my thoughts and feelings into a wild, hot mess. I felt so safe, and so deeply disconnected from reality in that moment. I could feel the enormous throb of his bulge pressing against my hip, both reassuring and enraging me at the same time.