ETAN
The water was supposed to help. The cold shock of it. But he was still hard. Not as hard. But just her pressing herself to his back had made his entire body salute and now she wanted him to turn around?
"I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"I am. Don't worry, Etan, we won't do… that… today. But we will love each other. And we will revel in this peace we've been given. Please, my love," she said, her voice shaking. "Please turn around."
"Ayleth… my body—".
"I know the ache, Etan. Let me help you. Please."
He knew he shouldn't, but dear lord, how much could one man take? He'd already fled from her open and willing and ready. He dropped his face into his hands and she shifted. He could feel her nipples, hard and high, pressed into his back. Then she laid her lips on his spine and his hands twitched, wanting so badly to reach for her.
