Chapter 80

• Valerie
• I dreamed of hands touching my skin. Of mouths on my neck, hot and hungry as they kissed the skin. I dreamed of fingers touching me in places I’d never been touched. Of my breath, hot and wanting, catching in my throat as pleasure prickled over my skin.
• There were three of them. Three men surrounding me—nothing but black silhouettes in my mind. They whispered filthy things into my ears, and ran their fingertips along the most ticklish parts of my body.