Mia's POV. 10.
I woke up drenched in heat. My thighs rubbed together under the sheets like I was trying to fight it-but it didn't help.
The ache was still there. My p***y still pulsed with memory.
I pressed my legs tighter.
Forget him, Mia.
Forget the way his c**k stretched me open.
Forget the way he growled into my ear like a f*****g animal.
Forget the way his fingers made me lose my goddamn mind.
But no. This isn't stopping.
My p***y still wants him. Still clenches at the thought of his fingers deep inside me. My body is a traitor. Every nerve, every inch, screams for him.
I hated it.
Then-knock knock.
Shit.
I yanked the blanket over my chest, heart skipping.
"Heyyy... silly girl, you aren't awake yet?" Grandma's voice came from behind the door, and the next second she wa
