Aurora's Point Of View
As Eduardo knelt beside me, his hand brushing a strand of hair away from my face, I closed my eyes, trying to focus on the steady rhythm of my breathing. He felt my forehead and said, "You should take a cold bath. You're burning up." He took his hands off and I mourned his touch. "I would contact a doctor I know. Maybe he can prescribe something to help with the heat."
I almost shook my head in protest. I did not want to take any pills. I wanted him. I wanted him to pin my hands over my head on the bed and f**k me. Mercilessly. I want him to make me beg for it till I cry. I bit my lip at the thought, my eyes never leaving his. His eyes darkened and I smirked.
Fuck I'm loosing my mind.
"Go to the bathroom,"
That was not a request. He left the room, leaving me
