I sigh, easing back into the warm chest behind me. Clarity cuts through and my eyes snap open. Rory’s spooning me. That’s his warm, hard chest pressed up against me, softly rising and falling with his steady breathing. That’s his breath tickling the back of my neck. That’s his hard, thick length urgently pressing into my ass. His hand is wrapped around my front, fingers resting just inside the waistband of my panties.
