#Chapter 141 Meet The Family

Charles Grace was going to be the death of me. The heat beneath the fur was almost stifling now, but it was nothing compared to the way everything in me was burning for her. Just getting her off like a horny teenager was making it hard to think, hard to focus. What's worse is that I knew I could have had her. She would have enjoyed it, maybe been more embarrassed that she was unconscious for more of it than she thought, but I had refrained because of honor and maybe too much maturity. Grace needed me to be sensible enough for the both of us. She was still unsettled, still uncertain. Still, the temptation to have her, to do everything and anything I wanted to her, was still there in the slickness between her thighs and the painful ache of my cock pressed up against her. I closed my eyes, unsure of how I'd managed to control myself. I wasn't even fully in the clear of adrenaline, fight-flight-or-fuck reactions, and here I was, cuddling this beautiful woman with her breasts still pr