She gasped to think of him, of the exploring they had done.She gasped to think of him, of the exploring they had done. He had always been so... naive. Yes, that had been on her initiative, to make love in places other than just the palace bedroom and in positions other than the obvious. But always for her the best was just to watch his face as he thrust himself within her, to feel his body atop hers and his sex within hers. As she felt her fingers touching within her own wetness, she dreamed of his kisses on her lips, her throat, her breasts. Oh, she missed him. Her body missed him. Her fingers went deeper inside herself as she tried to find the little clues that would bring him back to her completely. |