Adeline lay on the king-sized bed in the massive room, her gaze fixed on the ceiling. She was clad in Caesar's hoodie, which was past knee length. That much was how taller than her he was.
It was now that she suddenly began to think of what had transpired earlier, and her face could not help but go red at the thought of it.
How embarrassing it felt to realize how needy she'd been for him!
Sure, she knew she always wanted him, but she never thought it was to that extent. Even now, she could still feel his sinful hands on her. How well he'd handled her.
Adeline shivered at the thought, shutting her eyes and swallowing hard. She felt something rush in her belly and a tingly feeling down there, prompting her to immediately shut her legs and lay on her side.
The amount of control that man had over her—even the simple thought of him did so much damage to her.
