Rowen:
I woke up this morning feeling more like myself; I think the heat will end soon… or maybe it Is because they have been keeping my fever low before it gets painful. I smiled as I washed my tender skin. Though less muddled by lust, my mind kept replaying the images of the last few days.
“Want some company?” I shrieked, jumping out of my skin.
Saint was standing there looking at me with a smile on his face.
“Sure,” I smiled playfully as his eyes roamed my skin. Suddenly, I don’t feel too sore anymore.
When he got in, I washed and cleaned him. Using this moment as an excuse to run my hands over his body. He is so f.u.c.k.i.n.g beautiful.
I turned to rinse his soap from my chest, and when I turned back, he was on his knees, looking up at me. He is even more beautiful on his knee
