He laid his head on her lap with his eyes closed as if she was the most comforting place in the world and her chaotic mind quieted in the way she had only experienced once before in the presence of the grandmother she was still haunted by.
She noticed he was relaxing under her hands as she continued to feel his anguish from the inner workings of his mind fade away while she held him closer; letting everything she held in her heart for him ooze out of her burning fingertips.
She felt him start to become aroused when she moved his hand he held over his heart as if he was trying to hold in everything he was feeling and her finger grazed his nipple; knowing full well that he always loved it she continued to do so.
Mentally prepared for it to be commanded to a halt as she was convinced that he was over her, she continued as his breath grew quicker and he melted into her like a sundae cone in July.
"What are you doing to me?" He groaned under his breath looking up at her with one eye.
"I'm not sure," she said breathlessly. For she was genuinely perplexed at this reaction that she had gotten from a man that she never thought she would have her hands on again.
To be continued....
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