"Close your eyes."
This was stupid. She knew what he was going to do. The close proximity of his altered voice and the way his hands were dragging along her forearms were dead giveaway of what he wanted to do. The light fingertips were gliding along and eliciting goosebumps; she knew he could see them because of the small spike of pleasure fading into her like water vapor. She still didn't know how her voice was still steady.
She knew what he wanted to do.
He wanted to kiss her.
To kiss her, he must take off his mask.
Her blasted eyes were shut the minute he caressed her neck. Damn him.
Removal of the mask had been something deeply desi
Raven gasped, beads of sweat dripping from her pale brow to the crinkled sheets of her bed below. The images were so real, even if the sunlight streaming through the slit between her curtains begged otherwise.
The sky glared a deadly red, the cracked streets filled with wind-blown debris, gouges the size of canyons were seeped with molten lava, monsters of grotesque size and shape were patrolling for anything that yet still clung hopelessly to life...
Panting, the empath leaned her head down and slid her grey fingers through pillow-mussed amethyst locks. She had to regain control of herself. Control at all times. Banished father or not, fre
"Close your eyes."
This was stupid. She knew what he was going to do. The close proximity of his altered voice and the way his hands were dragging along her forearms were dead giveaway of what he wanted to do. The light fingertips were gliding along and eliciting goosebumps; she knew he could see them because of the small spike of pleasure fading into her like water vapor. She still didn't know how her voice was still steady.
She knew what he wanted to do.
He wanted to kiss her.
To kiss her, he must take off his mask.
Her blasted eyes were shut the minute he caressed her neck. Damn him.
Removal of the mask had been something deeply desi
Raven gasped, beads of sweat dripping from her pale brow to the crinkled sheets of her bed below. The images were so real, even if the sunlight streaming through the slit between her curtains begged otherwise.
The sky glared a deadly red, the cracked streets filled with wind-blown debris, gouges the size of canyons were seeped with molten lava, monsters of grotesque size and shape were patrolling for anything that yet still clung hopelessly to life...
Panting, the empath leaned her head down and slid her grey fingers through pillow-mussed amethyst locks. She had to regain control of herself. Control at all times. Banished father or not, fre
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