I scoot to the edge of my bed and close my eyes. Mmm, this is nice. So relaxing. I can just drift and clear my mind and not think about… Okay, something is poking my ass. Correction: an erection is poking my ass. Double correction: a bare erection is. Poking. My. Ass. Mothertrucker! “Sage!” I jolt, partly pissed, but—let’s admit it—mostly turned on. It’s like Sage has the manual to my body and knows how to work it better than I do. Which is weird. We still haven’t spoken about the sudden escalation in our relationship, but since it’s already happened—what’s crossing another line, right? “Shhh,
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