Chapter Nine: Seeds of Intimacy
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POV: *Lavender*
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I woke up covered in sweat and incredibly in need. Correction, he startled me awake. I am not sure if it was something he had said or maybe it was the moment I found myself on top of him. Something had woken me up, and I wasn’t sure what to do.
Obviously, I needed to get off of him, but when I adjusted to do so, I felt his need, and judging by the swelling, he was just as desperate as I seemed to be.
I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him to lose what little control he had left. I wanted that control to be taken off of my hands.
“What did you dream about?” he phrased it like he already saw the trailer for it. His words were almost bitter.
“I-I don’t remember,” I lied as images of his best friend between my thighs flashed across my mind.