The real culprit

"So that's what you want." Rhys grabbed hold of her hand and kissed her fingertips slowly. "I will be careful."

It did not take long for Rhys to start. It always surprised her how fast he was doing these things. But she tried not to think too deeply about it.

Right now the one Rhys wants to be with is her. The bed produced sounds of shaking. 

'Will my brother get mad if she does this with Rhys here? But I do not want to stop him.'

How many times has Rhys taken her so passionately? How many times has he looked at her with those eyes that see nobody else but her? Oh she doesn't understand these emotions anymore. It keeps overflowing to the point that she feels like crying.

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