ARTEMIS’ POV
Even hours after she’s gone, her intoxicating scent till lingers in my room.
For a strange reason, it invades my mind, my dreams, bringing with it subtle flashes of her face, her defiant green eyes, and those soft seductive curves. She dances around in my memory with a little mischievous smile, slowly going down on her knees and staring right into my soul with those electrifying emerald eyes.
Fuck.
Maybe I do want to f**k her.
No, just her lips.
I’d generously enjoy every ounce of pleasure that comes with filling that smart-mouth of hers with my length, pumping and pumping, thrusting till she’s gagging, desperate to have my c*m drip down her throat as a worthy reward.
These thoughts make me restless.
I flip and turn around in my large king-sized bed, drifting in and ou
