บท 84: I hope you like it rough

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. PROCEED WITH CAUTION]

Abel's hands were itching... biting her lip sensually until she moan in protest. His hands traced the outline of her body, from thighs, hips, lean waist, feeling the curves of her body until he reached the side of her breast. The hem of her chemise was hooked on his carpals until it was out of the way, tossing it out of the bed whilst standing on his knees. 

He looked down, eyes glowing with desire as her cheeks flushed in red. Oh, how she was so hypnotizing, making his jaw fall, mouth dry.

Abel glanced at the kit not far away, catching the spare bandage in it. As he bent over with his palms on either side of her, he slapped the kit with the back of his hand to put it away. 

It tempted him... to cover her eyes while he sates his cravings. This was not the first they held each other's unclad body, but this was the first time she looked at him with the same eagerness in her eyes.