William hadn’t thought about it like that. Everything was reachable. She was, wasn’t she? He was aiding her, able to help, able to take care of her the way she needed, the way she deserved… and yet… her response dove deep into his heart and mind, restarting his senses past what he could feel her doing to him.
He felt an ache there as it landed, opening up his mind to far more than what affected him regularly.
“The past is in the past,” Malorie parroted one of his own speeches as she moved to cover his length.
She let her hand cup him there, his weight laid in her palm just so making him ever aware of how her heartbeat seemed to match his own. He remembered how his eyes darted to hers as if they weren’t already locked on her, how it felt for her to softly stroke him once to re
