The sound of a door opening broke me from my reverie as Elias returned from wherever he had disappeared. Looking over, I found him watching me while sipping on a glass of wine.
"Are you still in my bed because you wish for more women?" He asked, eyes flashing.
Even though I didn't want to admit it, the way this man was looking at me made just below my belly button tug in a not-so-unfavorable way. I couldn't be sure, but it seemed that whatever he had done to me earlier had left quite an impression on my body.
"Who am I to decide what you can and can't do?" I asked, trying to keep the flush from forming on my face.
"Smart." Elias said as a smirk formed on his face.
Of course I was smart; I didn't have a death wish. "Thank you."
"Since you seem to enjoy lying in my bed, shall I show yo
