Mason was aware of what Elizabeth was doing. It was sickening to feel a certain thirty for pleasure, and she was having it worse.“Ohh, no…oh,” she tossed and turned while he cradled her in his arms. The only way to quench her thirst was to make love to her. “Sweetheart, calm yourself…” he coaxed while pressing his lips to her forehead. Her skin was as cold as ice, she was sweating so much that he knew he had to do this.“M-make…make love to me,” she gasped and pushed herself up. Tears lingered in her eyes as she slipped her hands into her shirt.“Water…” she muttered while touching him, feeling his hard chest and leaning down to kill him.“I know… Stay still,” he whispered while trying to settle her down. She was uncontrollable, gasping, and moaning when he touched her.“Be good…lie here,” he muttered when he carefully made her lie on the couch, his hands secured to the sides, so he could trap her in place.“Relax baby… I'll take care of you,” Mason whispered and slowly moved away,
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