Hina twitched her fingers on her sides, with the whitening of her knuckles.
I could even imagine the war occurring behind her eyes, the shock on seeing what she had seen, the unbelief at the explanation Kerry gave, and something more, something darker, more complex than that, which flashed across her face before she could conceal it.
Hina's voice emerged as a strained one when she eventually spoke. "So you're telling me..." She waved a hand in the direction of my cock, then of the mess that was left on the thighs of Kerry.
"This is all just... him trying to heal you?" Her tone left no mistaking her as she was not buying the story wholesale, but she was not yet prepared to dismiss it as an outright lie.
Kerry nodded viciously, but her eyes were unable to look fully into Hina's eyes. "Yes, exactly. Dexter was just helping me.... That's all."
