Jessica's POV.
Sitting in class, my eyes gazed blankly at the professor as he droned on Gemology and stone setting. But my mind was a thousand miles away, lost in the memories of the intimate moment I shared with Liam. My thoughts kept drifting back to him, and the way he made me feel.
His tender touch still lingered in my mind, igniting an unquenchable fire within me. I could almost feel his fingers tracing the contours of my face, his thumbs brushing against my lips. The memory of his lips on mine was branded into my brain, and I couldn't help but relive the sensation.
The way his mouth moved against mine, the gentle pressure, and then, the gentle squeeze of my breast that sent a spark of electricity running through my veins... it all came flooding back, leaving me breathless and yearning for more.
How could I feel so vulnerable, so helpless when I had explicitly stated in the terms of our contract that there would be no intimacy?
