Warm Sheets

Lisa didn’t know what to feel. Too much pleasure attacked her entire senses in one go. Will’s hands and mouth were just everywhere on her aroused body and just one touch on her still-clad breasts sent her to the moon and made her entire body quiver. He was right there to catch her. Minutes later, when she finally opened her eyes, his dark eyes were staring straight into hers, patiently waiting for her to come down the cloud f pleasure. Her eyes teared as the warmth seeped into her long, cold heart.

He wiped off her tears. “No more tears, my love. At least, not tonight.”

She nodded, still unable to stop the tears that fell.

He took a step back and cursed almost wordlessly, running his hand through his hair.

It was her turn to be surprised. “Will?”

He punched the fur-like cushion on the nearest sofa. “I know you wouldn’t want me to ask but I can't help but wonder why you are still with him even when he clearly treats you like a piece of shit!”

Lisa wasn’t angry at his words. She was smi