Chapter 221 - 220. Crazy!
The Next Morning...
Golden rays of morning sunlight slipped through the curtains, brushing softly against Anna’s bare shoulders. Birds chirped sweetly outside. The weather was calm—but she wasn’t. She was far from calm.
With a sharp gasp, she shot upright in bed. Her body was already heating up. Her thighs instinctively rubbed together, slickness gathering between them. She itched with a need she had never felt before—so intense it was maddening. Her skin tingled at even the soft touch of her bedsheets, like someone who’d been kissed, caressed, and then left unsatisfied.
It had happened yesterday too—waking up like this. Heart pounding. Lips parted. The ghost of a dream clinging to her skin. A dream she could never remember. Only flashes. Heat. A mouth. A touch. She’d ignored it yesterday. But now... it was worse.
The hunger wasn’t going away.
She spread her thighs slightly and let out a frustrated, shaky sigh. Her nightgown clung to her sweat-soaked body, her nipples painfully stiff against the fabric—so sensitive, it felt like someone had touched her in her sleep. As if a man had been with her all night. Her fingers curled around the waistband of her soaked panties, and she tugged them down. Her hand trailed along her stomach, lower... but just before touching herself, she froze.
No. It would be useless. Maybe even make it worse.
The itch wasn’t fading. The unbearable wetness. The ache that refused to be ignored.
She shut her eyes, her breath trembling.
"What is wrong with me?" she whispered.
She didn’t understand. How could someone wake up this... aroused? So much that it felt like torture? Her body pulsed as if it were trapped in some erotic fever.