Logically, his recovery time should take a bit longer. (But in this space he has found himself, borderline overwhelmed by her pool of stored Karma and the visions she has created with her words, her touches, and her image atop his body - she might find herself surprised.) Every stroke of her hands brings him great pleasure, blood rising to flush his cheeks and his chest, heat and arousal building in the pit of his stomach.

Ache, desire, and want seeping into his thoughts and his voice.

"It is no wonder why I was looked upon with envy," he mutters, amused. "I am so very lucky."