Liz had vacated the bedroom heading for the living area.
She sat now, staring sightlessly at the book in her hand, her thoughts ruminating on her previous actions. She did not know what had possessed her, but ever since she had dreamed that damned dream... more specifically, of how it had felt when Red had gone down on her, she felt confused and disoriented.
In that dream, Red’s hands had felt phenomenal but how they felt in real life... paled in comparison.
His lightly callused hand was so hot, and much larger than she had expected. The touch against her leg was electrifying.
She had felt his fingers instinctively curve against her inner thigh. His touch was feather light and gentle but she had felt the power in his hand.
He had dragged his fingers slowly across her heightened, sens
