Tara’s POV

I chuckled lightly at Asher’s promise, the sound bubbling out of me before I could stop it. “We’ll see about that,” I teased, pushing off the bed and stretching until my spine popped. My body still hummed from last night. My muscles were loose, and my skin remained super sensitive, that low, greedy ache between my legs reminding me how easily he could wreck me. Starting the day with sex sounded dangerously good, but I knew better. One round and I’d turn into a sluggish, needy mess, begging for round two, three, four until the sun went down. My thirst for him never seemed to run dry.

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