Lying in my bed, I toss and turn in an effort to get comfortable.
But it's impossible.
In the back of my mind, I know sleep won't claim me anytime soon. The cold shower I forced myself to take did nothing to extinguish the lust Matteo created inside me.
Thoughts of him have been rolling through my head for the past hour. I've never had a man crawl under my skin the way he's managed to. No one has ever made my insides burn to such a fever pitch.
Feeling frustrated, I throw off the light blanket and pace the wood floor. A low ache throbs in my core despite the frigid shower.
I need to do something or I won't find any relief tonight.
Was this his master plan?
To drive me insane with lust so that I come crawling to him?
That thought makes me grit my teeth.
Sure, I could use my own
