*Grace*

The bachelorette party seemed to stretch on forever, and I couldn't bring myself to enjoy it anymore. Not after the way David had touched me in the bathroom, leaving me breathless and wanting more.

I knew it was wrong. I should not be doing that or wanting more, but I did. It was all I could think about. The memory of his fingers inside me, so close to pushing me over the edge, lingered vividly in my mind.

"Sarah, I think I'm going to head to bed," I told her ...