RileyMy hand tingles, not from pain but the phantom touch of Logan's lips on my skin. Every time I close my eyes, I see him there looking up at me as his tongue flicks and traces over my skin. Stop it. Stop thinking about it.I roll onto my side, the clock only showing it's 11:30 p.m. Why won't morning come? Is time actually going backwards? My wolf keeps forcing me to look at the door. It would be so easy to unlock it, for me to leave it ajar... how long would it take before he comes in here? Before he pulled my slip off of my skin and his mouth found its way all over my body? Would he lick, suck, nibble, bite? A pulse forms in my core at the thought.Goddess, I'm a grown woman. I shouldn't be acting like this. Still, the images haunt me as my thighs press together, my nipples hard as they brush against the fabric each time I roll over. My slip rises up to my waist as I look at the bedroom door once more. Slickness pools between my legs, intensifying my need for him. Why does he hav
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