LYRA’S POV
I lay on the bed, twisting and turning.
Jasper was kind enough to open the windows, letting a waft of cool night breeze into the room. It did little to satiate the burn within me. My n*****s hardened and my breasts hurt.
Not to mention the pounding that grew in my head and the throbbing in my core. I squeezed my thighs shut in need of friction, breathing harshly as I waited for him to come out of the bathroom.
My senses were overstimulated, tired and driven by one need. I heard the water rush as Jasper prepared the bath, it took everything to keep myself pinned on the bed.
I knew every sense of restraint would be thrown out the window if I walked in there. The worst part was I didn’t think it was ending anytime soon.
My body seemed to grow more frustrated as the time
