(ASA)
At first, I couldn't shake the fear that Zev would regret inviting me into his room. But when he returned later that night, and he got into bed, he immediately moved to me. He pulled me against him, kissing my hair.
"How are you feeling?" he asked.
"Fine." My stomach had settled slightly, although I could feel that the nausea wasn't gone for good. My body ached for him, and we both had hard-ons, but Zev didn't make any move for anything sexual. Even though I wanted sex, I'd let him lead. He was the one struggling with how much he should give.
He ran his hand down my back, cupping one of my ass cheeks. "We have all the time in the world," he said. I got the feeling he was talking to himself and maybe trying to keep his lust at bay.
"I should have asked Dr. Hornsby for birth control pills."
