Chapter 171

Cecilia I came to in the middle of the night, still half out of it. My fingers were dead weights, too tired to even twitch. The ache between my legs was the first thing that registered, a deep, throbbing reminder of everything we'd done. My body felt like it had been taken apart and clumsily put back together, every muscle languid and heavy. The sheets were a lost cause, stuck to my skin with a cocktail of sweat and… well, him. I felt filthy, deliciously so, but the sticky sensation was starting to grate. I needed a bath. Now. I tried to shift, a slow, pathetic squirm, but the arm draped possessively over my waist tightened instantly. "Don't move," his voice was a low, sleep-roughened rumble against my ear. His lips found the sensitive spot just beneath my lobe, and a full-body shiver wracked my exhausted frame. "You're not going anywhere. This is your bed." "My bed, my rules," I mumbled, my face heating. "…I need a bath. I feel like I've been glazed." Sebastian's eyes opened, those da