Lyla
“Tell me something."
My eyes slowly opened, although my body felt like it had been run over by a truck and simultaneously on cloud nine. I could still feel the vibration patterns from the vibrator Rashid had used on me. The phantom touches of it still tingling deep inside me. I wanted to crush my thighs together at the memory.
His hand rested on my head, gently stroking back my hair from my face. After we'd finally settled down, I'd crawled over to him and draped my entire body over him like a blanket. His flushed skin was warm under me, but not enough to make me feel sticky.
I could hear his steady heartbeat thrumming in my ear.
“You never told me what you're studying in college."
The out-of-the-blue comment made me raise my brow. He never seemed interested in my life back in
