Lucas

She was glowing with satisfaction and I could see it even if her back was to me. I had given her my pelt after she had taken a proper bath, shooing me out of the shed. The cotton dress she had been wearing was wet and in shreds courtesy of me.

I might have gone overboard but she had stopped me before I could get to the triangle at her thighs. How she had managed to succeed in convincing me to let her up was beyond me. In the state I had been in, the shed would have burnt down to ashes ...