IRIS

My lips part as my breath leaves my body in a gasp, the sounds raw and ragged.

My eyes flutter as my fingers curl around the mattress, bunching up the fabric in a desperate attempt to still hold onto some semblance of self control.

I can’t help but whimper, my thoughts slowing down to a pause as I struggle to keep up with the sensations that are thrumming through my body.

I can’t think, and I sure as hell can barely speak.

But god, I can feel. I can feel Darian deeper than I have ever felt anyone, anything before, and I can almost swear that he is far...