As the voices drifted down the hallway, she rolled to her side and pulled her legs up to her chest. My goodness, what an amazing feeling Jovan had given her. She felt as though she was going to explode from the inside out as wave after wave of gratification rolled from her center. Beverly, Faith, and Abby hadn’t told her anything about a male putting his mouth on her sex and being able to give her pleasure. Smiling, she wondered what enjoyment his body would bring her. Thinking back to their conversation before that, she had used her gift to see what Jovan’s true feelings were when he said he didn’t want to mate her. When she touched him, she was able to mask her own emotions, but she got a read on his. She detected frustration, worry, and mistruths. Jovan did care about her deeply, but he was either fighting it or wasn’t aware of the depth of his emotions toward her. This made her smile, and when she had laughed it was from joy, not because she found what he said terribly funny.
