She rolled back and sat upright against the headboard. She adjusted the pillows behind her, then opened the top drawer in her nightstand to get her vibrator. She hadn’t used it for a while, so it wasn’t a surprise to find out the battery haddied.
She mumbled as she closed the drawer. “Great.”
Moira could ignore the urges and wait for sleep to come. She had done that in the past, every time Bob had left herhanging.
Except, this time it wasdifferent.
Her body craved Aidan with an intensity that surprised her. She had never felt anything like that. Her sex pulsed at the memory of his full lips, smiling at her, temptingher.
She caved in. “Ah, what thehell?”
Slipping her butt down, she lay on her back, flattened her feet on the mattress, and took matters into her own hands. As she gasped, biting her lower lip to contain her moans, Moira envisioned Aidan’s chest rubbing hers, his thighs prying hers open, and his cock pounding her until shecame.
And she did, like she hadn’t in a longtime.
Muscles relaxed, heart beats decreasing, she curled around the body pillow, and smiled. She’d better not wonder how the real thing would make herfeel.
As slumber claimed her consciousness, muting her brain, Moira’s heart dared todream.
