As Noah lay there, still basking in the afterglow of his second orgasm, his mind raced with a whirlwind of thoughts.
'What just happened?' he wondered dazedly. 'How did I end up here, in bed with Sophie Reign?'
He replayed the events of the evening in his head, trying to pinpoint the exact moment things had taken this turn. Had it been the drink she'd given him at the club? No, he didn't think so. He'd felt fine, clear-headed.
Was she drunk? She certainly didn't seem it. Her movements had been precise, purposeful. Almost as if she'd planned this.
The thought sent a jolt of unease through him. Sophie was a third-year. An upperclassman. What if word got out that she'd hooked up with a junior? Would it ruin her reputation? Her standing in the academy?
But even as he worried about the potential fallout, he couldn't deny how incredible the experience had been. The feeling of her lips wrapped around him, her tongue swirling...
