Emily's eyes fluttered open, her body drenched in sweat and her heart racing. The vivid dream clung to her consciousness, refusing to fade. She could almost feel Lucas' strong hands on her skin, his breath hot against her neck.
In her dream, they'd been in his sleek, modern kitchen. Lucas had her pinned against the cool granite countertop, his muscular body pressed firmly against her back. His voice, low and gravelly, whispered commands in her ear.
"Hands on the counter, baby girl. Don't move."
Emily shivered, recalling how he'd slowly hiked up her skirt, calloused fingers trailing along her thighs. The anticipation had been exquisite torture.
"f**k," Emily muttered, throwing an arm over her eyes. The ache between her legs was almost painful. "Get it together, you horny mess."
She gra
