Removing the cranberry dress, Dana tossed it to a chair by the night-stand and climbed inside the bounty of covers that made the bed. It had been months since she’d slept naked, and it seemed the only right way to enjoy her night. She fully planned on making an excursion about her body to satisfy some of the mounting desire, but just as she was finding the warm wet home between her legs, her mind drifted away, and she was asleep.
It was the dead of the night when Dana woke. The pitch black of the room suggested that clouds outside the windows covered the light of stars and moon. She hadn’t realized that it was so dark when she turned out the light. Instantly, she was aware that the brew of s****l heat inside her loins had not diminished in the slightest. And just as her hands began to rov
