Gabby's POV
I was the last person to come down for dinner. Not because I was busy with some life-changing project or anything noble like that.
Well… it was a life-changing moment, just not the kind you tell your family about over roasted chicken and mashed potatoes.
I couldn’t help myself. Not after what I’d seen in Aiden’s bathroom.
The second I’d slipped back into my room, heart still hammering from the hallway sprint, my body had taken over.
I’d locked the door, yanked off the stolen button-down that still smelled like him, and thrown myself onto the bed.
My fingers had slid between my legs before I could even think straight.
I pictured his fingers instead of mine…thick, rough, sure…pushing inside me, stroking deep, seeking that spot that made my back arch off the mattress.
I imagined his voice in my ear, low and wrecked, growling my name while he worked me open.
I fisted my hand into my hair, yanking so hard that the pressure made my clit gush w
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