Eloise
We lay in front of the fire on the large faux sheepskin rug, covered by a thin cotton blanket that Dominic grabbed from somewhere (I have no idea where). My head is on his chest, his arm is around my waist, and he is still breathing heavily from our rendezvous. My body is still tingling all over. I get flashes of the entire scene: Dominic on top, me rolling on top of him, my teeth nipping his ear, his lips on my neck, him rolling on top of me as we both finish.
I enjoyed being on top. I do not have much...prior experience, but with the way Dominic was moaning, gripping my hips, telling me I was a good girl who was making him feel so good, I don't think I was half bad. I might have actually been good. His fingertips have left angry red marks on my skin, evidence of our union, and
