38-After the Sex

This is the second time Hermosa has woken up in Brent's room.

The morning sun was shining brightly through the half-opened curtains on Hermosa's lightly trembling eyelids. She opened her eyes and rolled over lazily, a soreness pervading from her lower back and eyes, a silent reminder of what had happened last night.

She had done it with Brent last night.

Sir had kissed her, licked her, and ......

Sir had come in after she had hidden in the bathroom.

Sir had obviously minded that so much, but for her sake, he had ......

And that method really worked.

Sir really liked her, maybe more than she thought he did. On some level, she had belonged to Brent completely. She sheepishly recalled the details of last night. As she went to the bathroom to wash up, she looked at the sink and couldn't help a red blush stretching across her face.

Hermosa recalled the sex she had had last night and summed up what had happened by thinking it had been a dream. It was so good that she couldn't believe it, bu