~Dante~
My hands slide over her body, kisses come here and there. I should have waited for her to beg me, but her body was telling me she needed to forget for a moment. She needed to be somewhere else, rather being here thinking about all the problems that awaited her when the morning comes. So I'll push back my teasing for this night.
My plan involved making up for lost time but suddenly Noelle shoved me away, and she dropped to her knees. Gasping for air. I wiped the desire, though my body struggled to focus as desire and want still tried to come back.
I dropped to my knees, grabbing her by the shoulders.
"Noelle, what's wrong?"
"I can hear her. I can see her. She's calling for me." She said. Her tone was laced with disgust. I held her head tightly between my hands, and looked into her mind.
Her thoughts were everywhere, making it hard for me to find the actual problem. But I eventually located it.
Her sister. She meant her sister.
