Perin stood staring at the door that Rowan had just left through, his body humming with unspent lust, fighting the urge to go after her and force her to stay with him. That encounter had gone better than he could have expected; she seemed open to sorting things out, although he feared that the no s*x caveat was going to be torturous.
As he walked back through to the living room, he was feeling restless and on edge. He flopped down onto the sofa, wincing as his jeans pressed against his swollen c**k. He reached down to adjust himself, hissing through his teeth as he pressed the sensitive flesh. Yes, the no s*x thing was going to be really hard to stick to!
He looked over to where she had sat, noticing that she had left the thick, black ho
