Sam felt Evie's disappointed wail as much as he heard it in his mind.
"Aww, sweetie, don't cry. I'm right here, and we'll pick up tomorrow where we left off."
But it felt so good, she told him. I ache, Sam. I didn't even know I could when I'm ethereal. But I hurt between my legs. It feels so empty.
"I know. I hurt too, believe me." He settled back on the bed and absently rubbed his thick erection with one hand while he licked the fingers of his other. Was he tasting her? "Tomorrow's another day. And yes, I'm licking your cream from my fingers. You taste like heaven. One night I'm going to lick your sweet pussy until you come, screaming my name. Tonight, we'll just have to take care of ourselves, won't we?"
Evie didn't want to, but she needed that release she'd found the night before. She reached down between her legs and was stunned to find she was still clad in only her undergarments.