Greatwater Lake a hidden gem, my own goldmine

With soft, parted lips, she is gracious in her acceptance of every touch he makes and is eager to reciprocate, should he allow for her to do so. Her body is electric, alight with sparks that ignite with the feeling of warm breath against her chin and strong limbs that wrap around her.  He takes what he desires from her and she allows it with the hidden knowledge that really, she is the one in power. She could tell him no, and chooses not to. 
When there comes a natural pause, Zaahira's gaze catches his own. In that moment, she is almost overwhelmed. The bright, yet steely silver that looks back at her strikes not fear, but admiration within her. 
But she has grown reckless. Vulnerable. Unhinged; uninhibited. And perhaps he knows this. She wonders if that is why he has come to her side. 
Khaba, the word comes out in a soft whisper, trembling, yet full of warmth. why? 

She cannot stop the silent tears from welling in her eyes.