Chapter 217

• "Your body is so sensitive, even before you got pregnant." He groaned, his eyes still on her. And his hands too. "Do you remember that night...? The first night I touched your brèasts?"
• She nodded, her eyes heavy-lidded. "How can I ever forget...!?" she jerked as he tugged on her. Memories of that night made her go all liquid in between her shaky legs.
• He drew his head closer until it almost rested on the wall beside hers, and whispered, "I go shot by an arrow and I was sick. You were straddling me. I took your brèasts into my mouth and fed from you. You came...right all over me...without any other stimulation."