Zane
What the hell had come over me, telling her that I didn’t want to do anything but hold her in my arms until she fell asleep? I wanted to do so much more than that. Like drawing those perk little n*****s, I had seen straining against her pjs top into my mouth and lathering them with my tongue. Amara wanted that as well. I had seen the disappointment on her face quite clearly.
Not that it wasn’t nice to lay in her bed and have her cured up next to me. In fact, it felt so good that I could imagine doing it for the rest of my life. Inside of me the raging beast calmed, and finally sept and I could think clearly, or as clearly as the lack of oxygen in my brain would let me anyway.
I kept her close to my side, her arm breath floating across my bare skin and my hips angled away from her.
