Waking up to Lucas’ sleeping face was the reassurance Jennifer needed. For some reason, when slumber claimed her after their passionate night, her insecurities hit full force, and she woke up believing it might have been a mere dream.
If only I could you lock you up out of sight, she inwardly sighed as she softly stroked his face. Human Rights had no business telling people what one could and could not do. She could tie him to the damn bed if she so desired. And she was sure he’d let her too.
“Unless you want me to ravish you again, don’t tempt me,” came the dark drawl, “I’m nowhere near sated.”
And just like that, the happy bubbly feeling she woke up with exploded into white hot lust, and the predatory thoughts turned into those of an eager prey. Her hormones never made it easy for her
