Wistful Audiobook Narration
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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she had waited so long. Sometimes the need for touch in the middle of the night had nearly driven her insane over the past years. The need for Alex had dug sharp claws inside her, twisting into her womb and left her aching at the oddest times. But at night it had always been worse at night, whether in Somerset or at school, huddled in her bed, staring into the dark. That need had been like a fever, an ache that built night by night and until six months ago had left her sobbing with the need to be held. There had always been something about Alex. He was sexy all over, but his arms had always drawn her the powerful biceps, the strength that seemed to infuse them. If she just had his arms around her, she sometimes thought then she could sleep rather than toss and turn, she could think, rather than fight the fear. Alex was the embodiment of strength to Janey as they drove through town, her head pill owed on one of those hard arms, his hand holding her close to his side. She almost regretted the miles the truck eight, so it quickly she wanted to be home because she wanted to feel him over her inside her. But she didn't want to lose this. This feeling of security, uh, complete male power enveloping her. It would end all too soon. Anyway, the night would be over and come dawn. Alex would slip from the apartment, as he always did. She would put her mask back on and she would face the world again. Could she do it? Knowing everything she couldn't have, she would, because she had to. But she had a feeling it would be harder because she wanted to hold on to this feeling right now. The feeling that she was normal plain Jane, not the trader's daughter, not a responsibility. He had to look after just Jamie Alex's lover.