I wake slowly, my body deliciously sore in all the right places. As consciousness seeps in, I become aware of the strong, muscular arms wrapped around my waist, holding me close. A smile tugs at my lips as memories of last night flood my mind - Stefano’s touch, his kisses, the way he worshipped my body with a reverence that left me breathless and aching for more.
He introduced me to pleasures I never knew existed, stoking the flames of my desire until I was burning, consumed by a need only he could satisfy. Even now, just the thought of it sends a shiver down my spine, my skin tingling with remembered bliss.
I turn carefully in his embrace, not wanting to wake him. In sleep, his handsome face is relaxed, the lines of tension smoothed away. He looks peaceful, younger, his dark lashes fann
