It never felt wrong to think about her for just a second, look at her lips for just a little too long. It would be just daydream about waking up in bed together. She would kiss me , nuzzle my neck, and whisper, just relax, gigi.
I swiped my thumb under the waistband of my leggings and jolted a little at the cold. I imagined Hollie, Her hands being warm. She working both hands under my shirt, kneading your breasts to warm her fingers. I arch off the bed, my body begging for friction, but I try to resist giving in to the urge and I turned over.
She would be on top. She would press kisses down my sternum, her hair tickling your skin, her hands tight against your ribs.
She will whisper in my ear. “Don’t worry about a thing, baby. Let me take care of you.”
I dipped my warmed hand under yo
