Later that night, alone in her room, Izzy finally let herself feel everything.
Her body still hummed.
Her thighs still tingled.
Her p***y still pulsed from how hard she had c*m… twice. Her mind kept replaying Dominic watching her, wanting her, begging Ray to let him f**k her.
She lay on her bed, biting her lip, cheeks warm.
She liked pleasing him.
She liked seeing him lose control.
She liked… everything.
But she also felt nervous.
Because the deeper she went into this with Dominic, the harder it was becoming to pretend she didn’t want more than s*x.
She hugged a pillow to her chest, eyes closing slowly.
“What is happening to me…?” she whispered into the quiet room.
Her heart thumped.
Her body ached.
And her thoughts…all of them…kept circling back to Dominic.
Izzy lay on her
