As Savannah thought, her head ached as if it would split. She rubbed her temples and stopped thinking.
Maybe she did know Dylan Sterling before, but it wasn't that much of a relationship...
After all, he was her ex-boyfriend's uncle.
As for the strange feeling of intimacy for him when she approached him, it should be just an illusion.
* * *
The man's hot, heavy breathing enveloped Savannah.
In the gloom, she knew that, as usual, she had once again entered the wet dream.
The man placed his hand on her delicate skin and very softly caressed her naked body. His fingers encircled her breast and started kneading gently. He lay down on her, and she could feel his warm skin against hers. She groaned...
At this time, a flash of light from somewhere lay on the man's face. She opened her glazed eyes wide and stared at his face.