The Next Morning.
One glimpse of a wide, hair-matted chest, the merest hint of a jutting arousal was all I had before he planted his hands very deliberately alongside my body. I smothered a sound of disappointment. Maidenly honest be damned, I'd wanted to see for myself the part of him that-
The thought was cut abruptly short when he stretched out above my. Skin against skin. Breasts against chest. Belly to belly. There was not an inch of my body that wasn't engulfed by his. Had he not propped himself up on his elbows, his weight would have been intolerable. He kissed me again, and I sensed his struggle to keep his desire in check.
A little playfully- no, perhaps naughtily- I ran my toe up and down the knotted muscles of his calf.
Evan lifted his head. Now he was the one who gave a hoa
