Astrea
"You are what?"
His cheeky grin told me that he was up to some mischief. He was still holding me in place. I squirmed trying to break free. Not that I wanted to. I didn't. I desired to be with him. I wanted to spend the whole day with him, in his arms, in the warmth of his body.
However, I believe that we should.
"I'm still wet…" I trailed off when I realised what I was saying. My lips parted and my heart raced as I gazed into his eyes. His grin didn't falter as he kept on staring at me.
"Umm…" I gulped. Ignoring my frantic heart to the best I could, I ran my tongue over my lips.
"I mean," I breathed out. "I need to wipe my body. I… still haven't wiped the water off properly."
The palpitations of my heart were violent. I could literally feel it thumping in my chest. Hi
