Close enough to a monster
Kavielle POV
Drew was not the type of disappoint, especially sexually. Today would be no different. He had me huffing, sweating, and exhausted before my head hit the pillow. He nuzzled to me, whispering, "Still think I'm too old, little lass?" I shook my head, moaning a bit; my head spun while my toes cramped harshly. "Good. Lesson learned."
"Well learned—" I panted.
Another round of kisses places on my head. We both dozed gently; his phone vibrating on the nightstand pulled me out of my stupor. He stabbed the button harshly. "Aye?" There was a murmur on the line, but he didn't respond right away. "Ye, I'll tell her." He slid the phone on the stand again, letting it crash to the floor.
"Everything okay?"
He sat up, throwing his legs off the edge. "Aye, that was—" He paused, I imagined that disgusted look he gets when he talked about Vincent adorned his face.
"Don't worry, I already know."
