STELLA

The first thing that hit me was the ache. My body hummed with the kind of soreness that wasn’t unpleasant—just the thought of every touch, every kiss, the way his hands moved against my body.

The thought of how rough he had claimed me last night rushed to my face, and I felt my cheeks instantly turn red.

The way his mouth had devoured every inch of me—my legs felt weak. I had been nothing but trembling and breathless.

I still couldn’t believe I let James make love to me ...