The next morning, I woke up wrapped in soft sheets. His presence lingered in my thoughts, even though he'd been gone for hours. The way he touched me, the way he kissed me... those intimate memories flooded my mind.

I was captivated by the way he made me feel. I knew it was wrong to dwell on such forbidden thoughts, but I couldn't help myself. I didn't want them to stop.

Running my fingers across my lips, I closed my eyes and smiled before slowly pulling ...