I knew she was faking, had felt her body tense when she realized what she’d done. Or maybe she’d felt my dick growing beneath her ass. No, I’d positioned the blanket between us, not for that purpose, of course, but it was a lucky call. It was her hair, the scent of it, or was it the fact that this was the first time I was holding her and could feel her?

Her running into my arms earlier doesn’t count; I was too focused on her fear and protecting her to think about anything else. ...