Claire’s POV
‘Earlier, I was so thrilled that I thought I would pass out from joy. Oh, Ryker, why are you messing with my feelings?’
When Ryker dropped me off at my house, he also took off. I immediately went to my room. I quickly got into bed, covered my face with a pillow, and screamed what Ryker did, keep coming back to haunt me like a boomerang. The thing between my thighs was throbbing from the memory of Ryler’s wet tongue.
‘Damn.’
I closed my eyes as my mind went back to what had happened in the bathroom. I knew it wasn’t a dream. I was sure of it. If it were just a dream, my body wouldn’t remember the rhythm of Ryker’s fingers and tongue on my skin and flesh. My body warmed up when I thought about that, and my hips moved slightly.
“I liked what he did,” I said after I sat down.
