I was tripping over my toes and I had a feeling I would be doing that for the rest of the day too. I had seen her naked before, but being served with the semi naked body of my mate, I knew I would be utterly distracted for days on end with no hopes of it ever fading from memory. Nerves and excitement accompanied my hands as fingers dug into her lower back. Every moan at the relief she got each time my hands worked, excited me in ways I shouldn’t have been. But what was a mate to do when all that I desired lay in front of me, tempting and inviting even when that was not the intent?
Shyla on the other hand couldn't be bothered, surprisingly. Well, she was bothered. But only by the pain I was working to ease and by something else that had nothing to do with the exploration of my hands. Betwe
