10
Jorik
I had Jori, who was sound asleep, settled on the bathing room floor, lying on a folded blanket as a cushion. He was within reach, but I could focus solely on Gabriela. I assisted her with her clothing, let each piece drop to the floor until she stood bare before me.
“Jorik,” she whispered, using her arms to cover herself.
I took her wrists, pulled them away so I could look my fill. I hadn’t had much opportunity in her apartment to gaze upon her gorgeous body, for we’d both been too frantic to go slow.
But now I could. I could take the rest of our lives to learn every inch of her.
My mouth watered to taste every inch of her.
I told her that and her eyes shifted from wariness to heat.
“Shower first, taste second.”
Remembering she’d only arrived on The Colony, never being an
