Animalistic Turn.

Raziah would have laughed if she was a humorous kind of person. Their position right now had to be the most ridiculous kind ever. A wife, out of breath, crawling towards the door just to escape her husband and his burning touch, while her husband easily catches up to her and has now languidly sat down on her back comfortably, halting her movements. 

"Did you just...try to escape?" 

She shook her head at him, "I was just stretching." God, just how much more embarrassing could this get?

He chuckled behind her again, and she gritted her teeth as shame washed over her, "Stretching you say? You didn't have to crawl all the way here. I was just about to stretch your insides on the bed real hard and fast." She felt his weight transferring to her arms as he bent over to see her face, and it was pure torment keeping her face expressionless.

"Oh I see," Raziah only nodded, but she was flipping over on the inside. What does he mean by that?! He can't be serious!