Gray opened his eyes, all sweaty. He was under the impression that he can still the thunder in his ears and with the eyes open he was sure as damn that he could hear her moans, over and over again.
He turned his head a little bit, because he was under the impression that someone was next to him, and he saw the source of the moaning.
Rose was uncovered with the blanket, with her hands over her head, moaning. It was exactly like in his dream, with the exception that now it was real and not a dream.
He could not remember how he had gotten in her bed, but he would not care less how he had got there because seeing Rose in the estate that she was, he wanted to be the one she was dreaming about. In a jealousy strike, he turned over her to wake her up, just to amaze him even more.
She opened
