I couldn’t lie still in my bed that night. My mind kept replaying the encounter with Maximus. How had it gotten to that? How had I let my guard down so much? I’d never felt something like that before. The blooming of desire deep within my core.
And his hands, oh his hands.
The way they roamed my body as if to memorize every line. I could still feel them lingering on my rib cage. The rough pads of them tracing under my chest and then up my sternum and over to my aching—
I groaned in response and turned over in my bed. I slowly felt my eyes finally giving into sleep. Just as I closed them, more images and feeling flooded my brain. I dreamt of each of Max’s touches.
The way he kissed my inner thighs and center. I tangled my hands in his hair as he tasted me, lapped me up. The feeling of
