CHAPTER 062
"Lyn-lyn, you want me?" She asked, Lyndon, turned his eyes on her and Yanarym was staring at him with expectant eyes. He was aroused, but it did not mean he wanted her; it was his body not him.
"I don't, get off me or shut up," he said irritatedly, trying hard to regulate his blood flow and eliminate the explicit image of her naked body on his mind.
"I want to stay, I'll be quiet," she murmured and fastened her arms on him but her movements and charming voice just heightened the appetite of his cravings on her softness. Lyndon clenched his teeth, he could not focus on the ring anymore.
"Just leave." He said in a firm tone.
"But I'm behaving." She complained, "I won't move or say anything," she lowered the volume of her voice. Pleading for his permission for her to stay.
