Tyngsen had not left Ftero's house since his previousvisit to Gurefkam's office, and he had not seen much of his uncle,except when he rose early enoug... to eat breakfast with him, or was upafter midnight to see him come home and stagger to his bed. Ftero wasstill at war with Sgadrim's lieutenants, who were still at war with eachother; he had carved off several blocks at the edge of Sgadrim's formerterritory and was pretty confident he would be able to hold on to them.He told Tyngsen a little. We only have five minutes. I promise, I’ll wear something more accessible next weekend to the dance. Believe me, I want to feel your hands on my breasts. Watching you suck Joan’s nipples made mine ache for your touch. Can you wait, lover?”“I don’t know what it is about you, Rachel. I get so wound up I can’t think straight.”“Thinking is the only thing that isn’t straight,” she giggled. “Kiss me again, Jacob. I’m your Valentine.”We were lost in the kiss again until the alarm on my phone. “W-What did you want for dessert, John?” – I asked, distracted by the alluring cologne which was making my knees weak together with his strong touch against my skin… He slowly pulled the hair covering the side of my neck, leaned in to lick close to the spot he had bitten hard last night so it was still sore… He bit it strongly once more, purposefully making me lean back against him. One of his hands then moved to lift my dress in the front, slowly gliding its way between my thighs, tracing only. Maybe it was because he was still wearing his clothes.Me:- Nishant! This is not done.Nishant:- What?Me:- You in full clothes and me in just my panties.Nishant just smirked and quickly removed his open shirt, which he was wearing over his tee. A few seconds later, he removed his tee as well in the blink of my eye. There he was! My Greek God! Sitting barechested in front of me. I couldn’t help but admire his physique.He then started kissing my toes and feet, moving upwards slowly. On the way.