Dzhan
“Del…” I am shaking all over as my eyes search her face for a sign, any sign, that I might have misunderstood her, but there is none. She looks determined, vulnerable in her silent plea as she waits for my consent.
I am bracing myself on my elbows above her, careful not to touch her even now because it’s still not what she asked. And surely she can’t mean… god, I am kind of thankful I lost my mind and knocked Coda out, because if he had any way to hear this conversation, and he’d definitely be eavesdropping, the little s*hit, he’d be having the time of his life. I’d never hear the end of it.
Not that I’d care either way. Even with me barely destroying his life, I can’t bring myself to care right now with Del in my bed, asking me to f*ucking taste all of me. All as in she knows I
