The little conversation between the two of us ended with his words. He reassured me, comforted me, all the while laying on top of me. The position we were in was…peculiar, slightly uncomfortable due to his weight and, very, very intimate. From his chest to his hips, to his thighs and his knees, I could feel everything. The clothing covered what was the most intimate, but the thin fabric of the nightgown I was wearing didn’t do any justice.
It was amazing how gifted he was in terms of looks. Sharp jaw, plump lips, golden eyes that pierced right through your soul, brows and hair that complimented his skin tone. Which was a shade darker than mine. His wide shoulders, strong and muscly, his chest, with pecks that stood out when he wore those tight dress shirts. A perfect place to set my han
