As soon as the door to Ali’s room shut behind them they were pulling each other’s clothes off. Jess still marvelled at the situation, at the feel of Ali’s skin against his. Sometimes he worried over his feelings for Ali. His upbringing as a slave had taught him no relationship was forever, or even for very long. Adjusting to the idea they wouldn’t be torn apart at someone else’s whim was difficult.
Soon their clothes littered the floor. Jess pulled back slightly, taking the chance to run his eyes over Ali’s n***d body. She grinned at his attention, then turned and ran to the bed. Jess laughed and chased after her.
He tried to grab her, but with a twisting move she turned the tables, throwing him onto the bed. He landed on his back and she pounced immediately, straddling him and h
