Changes in the air (3)
Cornelia leaned on James limply as they stood under the shower and he washed her in slow deliberate movements without a word spoken.
He enjoyed her every shiver and sigh as his fingers traced her perfect curves. She was hard and soft in all the right places, absolutely perfect, for him.
He really wanted to touch her more and hear her ecstatic cries again, but he feared that it would be too much, so he held back. It was hard.
When he was satisfied with washing her, James wrapped Cornelia in a towel and carried her to bed.
They laid to face each other, James completely naked and Cornelia wrapped in a towel.
"Will you tell me what's going on?" Cornelia was the first one to speak. He would normally be tense when he came to her in the evening, but this was more than usual.
James puffed his cheeks. "My father wants me to go to the Luna ceremony in the Blue River pack."
"And?"