Meadow’s POV:
Throughout the entire ride home, Alaric’s hand remained on my exposed thigh while he drove with the other. It was difficult to concentrate or think of other reasons I was supposed to be upset with him for.
And I liked that I couldn’t concentrate. If it meant I wouldn’t have to cry or dwell on what had happened in that facility with my unhinged twin sister, then I was all in.
I bit down a moan when his hand inched higher. I wondered what he was going to do to me. Whether he was going to finger me or find other ways to make me orgasm that didn’t involve him actually sticking his d**k inside of me.
Wet heat pooled between my thighs. I wasn’t going to ask him.
I already had a plan of my own.
“You’re shaking,” he stated plainly, glancing over at me before refocusing on the
