"Love, what do you want me to do?" she asked, repeating the exact words he had told her that night. She was glad her memory was exceptional, especially in remembering all these details – as they are all related to him, her beloved.
Gavrael's eyes dilated and glimmered so vividly like the eyes of a predator. Now, more than ready to pounce on its prey. But there were still no signs of remembrance within those deep eyes of his, so Evie suddenly wrapped her small hands around his manhood, her fingers circling tenderly and carefully like what she had done that night as well.
She gently squeezed the rock-hard length of him, and she felt her own sex becoming incredibly aroused as well. She wanted him inside her again. She wanted him to make love to her again. Her body was now screaming with need, screaming for him. Her mind was filled with the whooshing and thumping sounds of her own heartbeat.
Momentarily, she had forgotten about her goal.
