*Sasha*
Lucas's fingertips skimmed over my bare back as I lay on my belly next to him. As predicted, I was sore, but delightfully so.
He'd finally settled down, no longer trying to ravish me. But the aftermath of his light touches was even more arousing.
I knew soon, we'd both want more.
“What's on your mind, Sasha?" Lucas asked, brushing his lips over my shoulder.
I couldn't exactly say “you," so instead I said the second-most pressing thing on my mind. “The orb."
Lucas hissed as though I'd burned him, and I turned to look at him. “What?"
“Seriously? Right now you're thinking about the orb?" Lucas groused.
I blushed. “Well, and other things...."
“How about we just stick to 'other things,'" Lucas suggested, kissing my shoulder.
“I'm just… I just think...." I began.
Lucas kissed
