Updated: Mar 28
Leif trembled, soaking in the warmth of Lenella’s naked body pressing against him. He closed his eyes, absorbing it into himself, and yearning for every ounce she had to offer as she lay against him. She was asleep, but each breath against his bare chest sent ripples through him. It was tempting to wake her and start the dance anew. There was no doubt she would be willing.