Aya's POV
With a deep blue blanket wrapped around my naked shoulders, I poked at the embers of the dying pit fire, trying to expose them for the wood that was set to my right.
Lok, who had gotten out of the bedding, stood tall and lean as he stretched. I couldn't help but watch the muscle play, shadows deepening here and there. God's, he truly was magnificent looking like this. Turning his head he grinned at me and pounced, knocking me backward into the bedding. Turning the tables, I wrestled him, turning him onto his back, straddling his hips. His eyes went straight to my bared breasts. Laughing at him I asked, "Are you out of your mind?" a brilliant smile was flashed my way as he looked back up.
His hands moved to each cheek of my rear end as his eyes shined with mischief. "I got you to actually roll right on top of me while we are both naked, and you ask if I have lost my mind? Oh yeah, lost it over you, Aya. A long time ago.."
