Emily’s POV

“Mmmmh”

The first thing I felt when I woke up wasn’t the warmth of a bed…No, it was the dull ache between my thighs.

A slow, pulsing reminder of everything that happened in the bathroom.

God.

The memories of my little rendezvous came back in flashes.. the marble wall, the hot water, Dario’s hands, his voice that was low and rough against my ear, his long hard di..

I groaned as I buried my face in the pillow. “Oh Heavens.. What the fuck have I done?”

The sheets ...