THORNE

I softly caressed her smooth face. Blakely was sleeping peacefully. I couldn’t count how many times we made love. The only thing I knew was the fact that we only stopped when Blakely was too spent to even move. If I was the one to decide, I would stop at the very first time she reached her climax. Her body was too weak, but the call of flesh was stronger. We couldn’t stop our fiery needs.

“Why, Blakely?” I whispered lightly at the sleeping Blakely.

I wasn’t sure what exactly the question was for. She kept on throwing me into confusion.

I intently gazed at her. Extreme exhaustion was...