#Chapter71
/"Ben, have you seen Mr. Rabbit?/" Imara’s arm reached under the couch with a ball of light by her head.
/"I feel like we’ve had this conversation before, Baby./" Ben leaned against the bedroom door and laughed to himself as he watched Imara’s ass move while she slithered across the floor in search of Eliza’s toy rabbit. /"Damn, girl. Why don’t you reach a little further? I think he’s way in the back there somewhere. Those bunnies are tricky./"
Imara sat up and looked over her shoulder as she shook the rabbit at Ben. /"I didn’t need your help, anyhow. I found it all by myself./" She walked to the playpen and handed Eliza her toy, then pushed her long dark hair back off her little face. /"There you go, Sweet Pea./"
Ben wrapped his arms around Imara’s waist and pulled her ass into his hips. /"I like to watch you on your hands and knees. I can’t help myself; it’s the wolf in me./"
