He has me all kinds of crazy riled up, pulse all over the place and lungs laboring with his attentions. I lay a hand on my pulsating belly to calm some of this crazy fire burning inside me before I self-combust and pass out. I wave my free hand over my face to cool the intense burning flush on my cheeks and forehead. I thank the Fates I had the foresight to shower earlier.

I have an insatiable yearning, and I can’t lie still; my energy levels are boosted and I’m suddenly antsy. I sit up and end up shuffling off the bed to pull my nightdress off, but he’s...