Vergel couldn't stop himself from caressing Sheila Marie's smooth silky leg that was wrapped over his. She was now bare and draped over his body. It took everything in him not to roll her over and climb on top of her.
He could still vividly remember how tight she was when she came around his fingers. Vergel believed it was a new experience for her... at least at the hands of a man.
She moaned and the scent of her arousal replenished the air combined with her already unique Lehenengoa bloodline, intoxicating his senses. How on earth could he sleep with her damn little moan? It was going to be the death of him.
He wondered if she ever got herself off. The image came effortlessly to him... She was squirming and panting softly, with her little fingers between her legs, pleasuring herself.
