"Sandra, stop drooling on me, gross." She murmured. I swept my tongue along her smooth skin.
All mines!
"Finn," I froze, "what are you doing? Don't do what I think you are about to do, please, don't let me hurt you." I forced my relutant and stiff body up, groaning at the internal war going on in me.
"Suzanne, please run," I rasped, "I can't stop myself, run away from me..."
"Hey," she said softly, lifting her slender fingers up to my face. "It's okay," she murmured, her fingers touched my face lightly. Cold flowed down my body from her fingers, the throbbing and hotness in my seized, my body muscles released a little. "Don't let it control you," she whispered sleepily, "don't let the demon in you take control again."
I closed my eyes and held her hands against my face, her hands were
