Sasha came closer to the camera. Her lips twisted slightly. I once found that lovely and delightful. Now, it frightened me that Sasha had taken so much from me and I had allowed it.
Her lips curled into a sneer. “Oh, one more thing ... I made … a count—”
The video became corrupted and it stopped there.
“This short time I’ve been with you and I hardly know anything about you. Tell me a little about yourself, Bryce,” Aaron requested.
The memory of my past had found its way into my mind, interrupting the peaceful moment between us. I pushed it away, trying to return to the present as we reclined under the sheets of Aaron’s comfortable bed.
I fondled his dark hair. My body was simultaneously numb from the wine still racing through my veins and tingling from sheer pleasure.
Aaron stroked
