"Are you sure?" Vinnie glanced at him doubtfully.
Borys almost laughed in frustration. "Vinnie, are you doubting me?"
"You know that's not what I mean." Wearing only her underwear, Vinnie climbed onto the bed, kneeling carefully over Borys' lap. She once again touched the scar on his abdomen, examining it closely for the first time.
"How did you get this?" she asked softly, feeling an odd familiarity with the wound.
"Accident long ago," Borys said casually, a vague memory of being rescued in a desert flashing in his mind. Pushing those thoughts away, he said, "Strip and get on."
"As you wish," Vinnie took a deep breath, pushing all hesitation aside as she took control. Borys could only lie there, at her mercy. But who said she didn't enjoy it too?
Her fingers danced across his skin l
