"You said you were going to leave as soon as I fell asleep," she said.
"I swear I was going to. I had every intention of sleeping on the couch, but I must've fallen asleep in here." He tucked his hands beneath the side of his face and stared at her with the utmost sincerity. "Next thing I know, you're climbing on to take a little ride."
"Oh, my God!" she shrieked and smacked his chest. "This isn't funny. I just sexually assaulted you in my sleep."
But he laughed, long and hard. "C'mon, Carissa. Relax. We both know I wanted that as much as you did. Still do."
Unable to stop herself, her gaze dropped to his crotch. Sure enough, the front of his sweats were tented, his c**k still as hard as it had been moments ago. Her face heated, and she snapped her focus back up to his face, his smir
