Ever wake up with the sheets soaking wet?

…still sweaty and aching from a steamy dream? I remember big, rough hands and hot breath against my ear as something warm and stiff pulsed¬†against my legs and ass. Silky fabric bound my wrists and pulled me back against a heaving, muscled chest and just as I felt that teasing tip slide against my slippery wet skin…my alarm buzzes and I’m knotted up in my sheets, gritting my teeth and craving…

The details are still a little fuzzy, though. Want to help me remember?

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