I gazed down at the sleeping form cradled in my arms. The feverish flush had faded from Mira’s cheeks, replaced by the serene innocence of slumber. A storm of emotions churned within me and unbidden, images of her face contorted in ecstasy and her pleading moans invaded my thoughts.

Desire tightened my gut and my cock stiffened painfully in my pants. Fuck me. This was pure torture.

Outside, darkness still blanketed everything, but it was getting late; time to move. ...