Lucy woke with a heavy, almost oppressive weight pressing against her, the kind that made it difficult to even turn over. A warm, familiar breath brushed against her neck, making her shiver involuntarily. Slowly, she forced her eyes open and froze.
Her heart leapt into her throat as the fog of sleep lifted and memory crashed back.
Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh.
They had almost… done it.
Her gaze fell to herself, clutching the blanket tighter in a vain attempt at modesty. She was still completely n***d beneath it. Her breath hitched. Her mind raced with equal parts embarrassment and panic.
She tried to sit up, but before she could, a strong arm snaked around her waist, pulling her impossibly closer. That was when she felt it, something firm and unmistakable pressed against her from below. Her
