After The Storm

Thea slowly shifted feeling the weight of another body against hers. Relishing in its warmth, she slowly opened her eyes to find Lucian’s sleeping face before her making her smile.

It had been exceptional, Thea never knew that making love to someone could feel so good, with every touch and every caress, Thea had felt Lucian’s affection and passion and responded to it. She was exhausted by the time they were done but she still wanted to go more and more as if she couldn’t get enough from him.

She knew now why the women were talking about how much of an excellent lover he was.

Thea felt her eyes close again and let sleep take her. She didn’t want to wake up yet. It was evening, or closer to night than evening. They spent most of the day in bed and she barely remembered time passing. She could remember the sight of his sculpted body, the sweat-covered face who would lean down and whisper her name in heated passion, but it felt as if it was a distant memory she had been watching over from