OPAL

I peel my eyes open and immediately realize where I am.

In the hotel room, lying naked in Bruce's arms.

Last night flashes across my eyes, and I instantly feel hot all over. It's this mix of shame and desire that I can't wrap my head around—honestly, I'm a mess. The memories running through my mind make me feel unimaginably ashamed.

Why?

Because I liked every bit of it. I love the feel of his body upon mine. Fire rushes through my veins at the memory of his cock plunging into me. ...