Freya.

My chest was burning with embarrassment, a hot, suffocating fire that spread up my neck and across my face until I felt like I was going to combust. Ryder was just sitting there, completely naked, his thick cock jutting upward, heavy and hard, like it was still ready for more even after everything we’d done last night. I tore my gaze away instantly, my stomach twisting violently, but the image was already burned into my mind. I didn’t want to feel aroused. I didn’t want to feel anything. But my body betrayed me anyway, a shameful throb between my legs, my nipples tightening painfully against the sheet I was...