“Return often and take me, beloved sensation. Return takes me when memory of the body awakens. And old desire again runs through the blood; when the lips and skin remember. And the hands feel as if they are touched again”-C.P Cavafy
Athena POV:
“I hope you’re enjoying this as much as I am,” I said, a moaning mess.
Stone moaned in agreement. It was about as much as he could do. Requiem whispered softly in my ear, as he sped along a direct path to my pelvis. His fingers found their way to the delicate folds and knots of my nerves centered between my legs. He knew how to touch me, how to coax more deep pleasure from my body than I had imagined possible.
“Who knows my body better than I do?”, I asked them.
“We do”, they said in unison.
After they said that, I almost screamed out
