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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