Chapter 39 Disappointment (2)

• The journey is tense, the tension is palpable, I smell sex, him, and I know he feels it too.
• He looks at his cell phone, typing with his incredibly long fingers, the ones that become worshipers of my body every time I have him inside me. No! I can't think of those things, I feel wet, I'm hot despite the cold that is usually present.
• " Could you lower the heating a bit, please?" I ask Rozo, who does so immediately.