The Best Gift
Clara knew that she was about to have one of the best nights of her life the moment she felt her back hit their bed. Gilas was all but ready to take her right then and there, and she could only smile as she let him do it.
After all, this was yet another part of his gift to him for having fully recovered.
"Are you sure about this, Clara?" Gilas breathed into her ear, his hands already roaming her supple frame without even prompting. "You're really going to let me do anything to you tonight?"
"I am," she warmly smiled at him, her gaze boring straight into his as she suppressed the moan of pleasure building up inside her chest. "It's only fair, don't you think? You saved my life in more ways than one."
"As if you haven't done the same to me," Gilas scoffed. "No… In reality, it's you that should be the one doing anything you want to me."