Alexis's hands had locked themselves in his hair, binding and keeping him right there to gain more pleasure. She loved him, wanted him in ways that words couldn't express enough.
But Keelion didn't understand.
How could he assume she didn't love him when she fell apart in his arms like this? When she turned into nothing but melting mess for him? Looking into his eyes alone, she felt like….
"Keelion!" she cried out, slapping a palm over her mouth.
Despite him having stopped, it took her a while to catch her breath—a while before she could finally think again. Her gaze stayed stuck on the ceiling.
What had she said before about not being able to continue?
She was still anything but satisfied. She wanted more of him and it made her wonder if it was because they had been far too far apart from each other for so long.
