And then you switch to that nipple and do the same to my other breast. You roll me over onto my back and slide down and pull my panties off. You sprea... my legs wider and kiss up from my ankles, lightly kissing and licking and occasionally nibbling. You get to the backs of my knees and lick them and rub my knees with your hands, continuing this journey up my legs. You come to my inner thighs and you slow down even more, adding the gentle pressure of your hands to them. You get so teasingly close. "Mr. Harper, get your ass over here," I heard Jamal order, as I reached his front door.My eyes went big.Mr. Harper was the football coach. An ex-NFL linebacker who took shit from no one. And that was really quick; Jamal had him on speed dial?"Yes, sir," I heard the undeniable voice of the coach respond from Jamal's speakerphone.I left the house, not wanting to hear anymore, and needing to get out of there.I went to my car, backed up a few houses and waited. I wanted to see, perhaps needed to. Stepping out of the cold black corridor should have been a relief, but for some reason, Ember was feeling more and more uneasy by the moments.Craven’s hands shook as she walked. “I-I’ll have you know, I’m just a thaumatech. I don’t ... I don’t make any of the decisions, I just ... work the machines.”“That’s not a great way for us to begin our relationship,” Ceaith growled, her claws springing out of her fingertips. “What the fuck are you people doing here?”Craven ducked her head forward as they. I felt mine scrubbing the bathtub floor numerous times going quite swiftly with it being wet. I saw her right foot begin tapping after a moment, but I couldn't make words come out.I lazily peeked back at her face and bit down on my bottom lip. 'No, I can't say something to her in the shower. She means too much to me for it to happen like this, but shit, now she is expecting me to say something. She has that look, so I have to give her something.'"What's wrong, babe? Did you do something bad? Is.