Wren’s POV
I’ve had my share of s****l experiences over the years. I’ve touched, tasted, and even slept with other girls.
But nothing comes close to what I just experienced with Alina.
I’ve never wanted anyone or anything as badly as I’ve wanted her. I wanted to touch and taste every square inch of her. I wanted to rip that torturously sexy little camisole right off her. I wanted to bury myself so deep in her tiny, tight, warm little p***y, I might never come back out.
Not that I actually got close enough to it to learn that it's tight and warm. I know, though. I swear, it’s like she’s a f*****g furnace. How anyone can run that hot and still be alive is beyond me, but God, does it feel good—especially now that my own skin is cold as ice.
It wasn’t easy to stop the way I did. But feeli
