Alpha Josh's muscular frame towers over me even in my sleep. His large, veiny hands grab onto my breasts, squeezing gently. When he leans in and plants a chaste kiss on my lips, my breath ceases, and the last thing I see are his green eyes staring deeply at my naked body.
I squint my eyes as the sun rises, its golden rays streaming through the window and illuminating the room.
My fantasies come to life when I awake to six-foot Alpha Josh stretching his body over me, his hard nipples brushing against my face and his structured features right above my head
"Morning," his raspy voice melts away my fears.
I couldn't look away when he brings his face to my level. I stare into his deep abyss, his green orbs taking me on a journey. Last night came crashing back at once—his touch all over me, his lips claiming mine, his fingers teasing my breasts before sliding between my thighs, caressing, worshiping. And when he bent down and kissed me there with such tenderness, my desires erupted.
