Adelaide

Ophelia lay sprawled beside me, her fingers trailing lazy patterns across my bare stomach.

I couldn’t stop smiling, though I tried to hide it by biting at my lip. The heat in my cheeks gave me away.

“How was it?” she asked softly.

I turned my head toward her, unable to help the little laugh that escaped me. “You know how it was. You must. You left me…” I trailed off, breath catching at the memory, “glowing.”

Her eyes glittered with mischief, and she leaned in close ...