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I wasn't sure how the past hour had gone down, but I could see it in my mind's eye, vaguely, in bits and pieces, but those bits told a story. They told a very clear story. I could feel the tingle of my lips, the slight pajn on my thigh, the bite marks on by bottom lip and neck. It all seemed extremely real, and I turned around, my brows furrowed. I was in bed, and I could hear the unmistakable sound of rain outside. It all started to come together. The hungry kisses, the hands on my thigh, the hands I had laid on Gray's chest. 'Good girl.' I sat up and turned, and sure enough, Gray was lying next to me. I flipped the covers to check, and neither of us were naked, but I could see the marks I had left on his neck in the dim evening light, the claw marks on his chest, the ruffle of his h