Saturday
Talen continued to kiss along Aislen’s neck as he backed her towards the bedroom, skilfully managing to combine caressing with removing her clothing. He leaned back as he lifted her top, and she had a moment of awkward shyness as he took in the tattoos and piercings. He reached out and touched the bars through her n*****s gently, before continuing to undress her.
He scooped her up and laid her on the bed gently, under the fall of moonlight through the window, and began to undress, his eyes locked on her. Aislen squirmed in the silence, fighting to find something witty and sexy to say, but she was still too raw and exhausted from the Triquetra.
“I think,” he said slowly. “That we will take it slow and gentle tonight, little demon.”
He knew, she thought, swallowing hard. He knew
