Touch Me, Rhys

Alice

I’m dreaming again. I have to be. Rhys and I are in his room. We are standing in his room, in front of the mirror, and his hands are all over my body. I’m wearing the same nightgown I put on before slipping between his sheets, but that’s all–no robe.

And he is wearing only that towel.

His...

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