" Ammar frowned. "It's a common enough flower. How could it possibly..."Chanah spoke up. "A long time ago, it was a flower associated with courtship b...tween men and women. From before the war, I mean. Remember us telling you of the crystals? The rose was also a flower associated with secrecy. Did you ever hear of the ancient phrase sub Rosa?" For the last two words, Chanah tried to guess what the ancient Latin might have sounded like.Ammar slowly shook his head."Well, it means under the rose.. Angry. I didn’t like it.”“Sorry. It’s just … long day.”“I know,” she said. “I get it. Trust me.”Her hand was on my chest, just resting there. We sat in silence. I wasn’t sure what to do or what this meant. Clearly, making a move was not my strong suit. Which is why I never made one.Then I felt her hand slowly move south, beneath the cover, over my stomach. My cock was still stiff. I was trying to ignore it. But her hand on my stomach made it jump.“You didn’t finish,” she said.I felt her nails. It wasn’t long before she felt her legs being eased apart and the same silky material being applied to each ankle as he secured them to the bed posts. Now she knew what they were there for.It was soft. Starting down at her toes the soft thing was expertly and lovingly drawn over every toe and all over her feet. Up both sides of her calves, circling both knees and teasingly over her thighs. When it was passed over her inside thighs she began to moan in pleasure as it was drawn towards the tops. Dana was fucking unbelievable, how long did she think he would last? With that body and those soft lips whispering so beautifully, he was surprised he lasted for so long. "Shit," Derek breathed as Dana ran in his mind. It was also then a knock tapped on his door. He jumped about a foot in the air and yanked his shorts back on. I am going to fucking kill someone soon! It was bad enough to be teased to desperation, but to be interrupted while masturbating pissed him off. He threw open his door.