Gideon
I didn't know what this woman was doing to me. The layer of ice I'd had around my chest for more than 10 years suddenly didn't feel quite so stinging anymore.
I had run back to her room last night as soon as I heard her scream. It had taken all my self-control not to f**k her immediately until she had forgotten all her bad dreams.
But I knew she wasn't ready, she didn't trust me. Not yet.
Now she was lying on my bed in front of me, even if she didn't want me, her body did. I could smell her, her eyes were veiled in lust and her lips were slightly parted.
She was looking at me as I was looking at her. She had resisted her climax yesterday, but I hadn't let her. She could tell herself that she didn't want me but not that she wasn't enjoying herself with me.
When I was just stand
