CHAPTER TWELVE
I CLIMBED UNDER the covers and sighed. In need of a distraction, I found the remote and turned on a channel filled with reruns of sitcoms from my childhood. My mind was anything but calm, and a hum of arousal had filled my body the entire evening. Rolling onto my side and pulling the covers up to my chin, I tried to focus on the characters on the screen, to no avail. I was tired, but I was too turned on to sleep. I needed a release of all the pent-up feelings I’d been quashing since meeting Julian.
I flipped onto my back and ran my hands lightly over my satin-covered n*****s, the sensation sending a tingling sensation between my legs as they pebbled into firm peaks. I continued downward with my right hand, my left taking over and alternating between palming my breasts and
