Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
“You’re being paranoid. Or maybe you’re just not attracted to me anymore. Which is it?”
I opened my mouth, but how could I explain it? The sensation wasn’t fear exactly. It was warmer. Deeper. Like invisible fingers trailing down my spine, teasing the sensitive spot just above my ass. My clit gave a faint, traitorous throb. I pressed my thighs together, mortified.
“Stan, please. I’m not crazy. It’s this new book I got today. Something about it—”