Chapter Four

The house was silent after Sam left me on the couch, but my body was still humming with the aftershocks of what he’d done. I sat there panting, thighs pressed together, feeling the slick evidence of my climax cooling against my skin. His touch lingered everywhere on my lips, my breast, between my legs. That final look he gave me before walking away had shifted something deep inside me. Those hazel green eyes, usually warm and teasing, had burned with raw hunger. I couldn’t let it end there. Not tonight.

I was done being the lonely girl who only whispered his name in secret. Determined, I stood up...