SERA
I was asleep.
Kind of.
Not really.
My body felt heavy, sunk deep into the mattress, but my mind wasn’t still. It kept spinning, replaying his voice, his breath, the way his fingers had worked me open and left me hanging, trembling.
God, I was still aching.
I slipped under again.
Deeper this time.
Into that warm, heady place where nothing made sense except the way he made me feel.
I was standing in front of Knox’s room, his door slightly ajar, a soft, amber light spilling out. It was dim, seductive, and somehow I knew he was inside, waiting for me.
I pushed the door open and stepped in.
He was there.
Right in the center of the room.
Stark naked.
My breath caught.
Fuck.
Every inch of him was cut from shadow and firelight. Strong shoulders, lean hips, broad chest, and eve
