Chapter Twenty One

Fabrico and I kiss for the longest time, his hands rubbing up and down my back while my fingers thread his hair and after a while, they get busy taking off my clothes. I don't know if we should, with Freya not being in bed. She could burst in here any minute and I'll hate for her to see us.

But the way Fabrico's hand felt against my skin was dulling my senses to reason well or tell him to stop so I let him take over. My clothes were off and my skin tingled with the cool air before it rub against his hard skin drawing a silent moan from my lips and In an instant, my head snapped.

"The door..." I manage to rant and Fabrico stopped abruptly as if he too forget we had a five years old child on the loose and a curious one at that. Standing up from the bed butt naked, he goes to lock the door while I'm left to admire the wonderful sight. I hear the clicking of the door and let out a sigh of relief.

Fabrico returns, his hands alr