Caden
Lila’s soft, slender hands wrapped around my waist from behind, and it sent a jolt through me. Her touch, so close to where I was already hard, had me on edge immediately. I felt her fingertips barely brushing my skin under my shirt, her body pressed against my back. My entire body tensed as I fought to keep my cool, but it was damn near impossible with her so close, her scent filling my senses.
“Lila,” I growled again, my voice rougher than I intended. “Let go.”
She didn’t move. Instead, she held on tighter, her small hands tracing the lines of my abs, her fingers leaving a burning trail across my skin.
“Please,” she whispered, her voice soft but laced with need. “I had a dream… You made me wriggle under you, made me scream your name in pleasure. Please, Caden... make my dream
