MIA POVI woke up feeling fulfilled. I stretched and bumped into Rhys, who was still asleep. Then I turned on my side and watched him while he slept; his beautiful eyelids and oh-so-beautiful body. The way he touched me last night, the way he set my soul ablaze as he ravished my body was quite an experience I won’t let go of easily.I felt girly, like a teenager. A giggle escaped my lips as I continued to watch him. Last night was the best, and he was fully into me. We haven’t had sex in two years, much less had that kind of sex. It was rushed, powerful, mind-blowing. I felt heat in my center just thinking about it.“Oh, Rhys,” I muttered, raising a hand to adjust a strand of hair from his forehead. He sniffed, wrinkling his nose. Another giggle escaped me, and this time it woke him up. He looked at me openly for a moment, as if trying to remember where he was. My heart refused to break; he had come to me himself, and he was not drunk. He was very much conscious, and he agreed to sp
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