Even though nothing else had occurred after Andreus took her body in his mouth, her blood still hummed. Shivers skated along her spine. She glanced at him sleeping. His chest rose and fell evenly, his eyelids fluttered. She scanned the length of him. The brawny shoulders and arms, perfect for swimming. A hard, chiseled chest and stomach, honed from years of activity and vigorous work. His legs were long and powerful, covered in fine hair. One glance at the red cloth ignited a fire in her belly. The shape there was long, firm, erect. Ariana swallowed, her mouth suddenly parched. She remembered the feel of him against her thighs. And then…the feral gleam in his eyes as he brought himself relief. Her nipples tightened, ached for his wet mouth. Ariana licked her lips. An Aerotaun always returned a favor, thus she would attempt to bring him the same ecstasy he caused within her. Gently, she stroked the rigid outline of the cloth, watching his face to see if he awoke. Andreus sighed and turned his head, but did not open his eyes.
