A to Zane
“For two days she’d been trapped in her room, but finally the jailers—Zane and her mother—allowed her some yard time.
She needed the break from the constant attention and care they were giving her. Abby was grateful, she really was, but for a woman who valued her alone time, it was getting to be too much.
This morning she’d woken up in Zane’s arms again. The feel of his hard body pressed against hers made her want to purr. The erection pressed against her butt was too enticing to ignore. She ground her soft flesh against his hardness, imagining what he’d do if he woke up.
The low growl directly in her ear made her freeze mid-grind.
“No teasing, baby. You’re not well enough for all the things I want to do to you.” The hand around her waist dipped lower into her pajama shorts and cupped her pussy over her underwear. “But the second you’re well enough, this belongs to me.”
Abby didn’t know if she wanted to get better quicker or if she wanted to hide away. Zane shouldn’t want her, at least... not for more than a night.MoreLess
She needed the break from the constant attention and care they were giving her. Abby was grateful, she really was, but for a woman who valued her alone time, it was getting to be too much.
This morning she’d woken up in Zane’s arms again. The feel of his hard body pressed against hers made her want to purr. The erection pressed against her butt was too enticing to ignore. She ground her soft flesh against his hardness, imagining what he’d do if he woke up.
The low growl directly in her ear made her freeze mid-grind.
“No teasing, baby. You’re not well enough for all the things I want to do to you.” The hand around her waist dipped lower into her pajama shorts and cupped her pussy over her underwear. “But the second you’re well enough, this belongs to me.”
Abby didn’t know if she wanted to get better quicker or if she wanted to hide away. Zane shouldn’t want her, at least... not for more than a night.MoreLess
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