Rhiannon’s POV
Is it normal to touch yourself while thinking about someone? Especially when that someone is the last person you should be fantasising about?
My breath came out short and shaky, the sound foreign and embarrassing in the quiet, dimly lit room. But I couldn’t stop, nor could I ignore the burning desire coursing through my body down to my core, demanding relief with every rub I gave my c**t.
“f**k!” I moaned, my back arched and veins taut with how hard my two fingers worked just to attain relief.
It’s past midnight and I’m supposed to be sleeping, but heaven no, I can’t! I can’t get Rhys out of my system. As embarrassing as it sounded, it was true. Every time I tried to sleep, I could see his face and still felt his touch. The way his fingers had brushed my neck every chanc
