(Dean POV)
We rested. Her head was on my chest and I could feel the gentle motion of her shoulders as she softly cried, having been overwhelmed with the amazing s*x we just had.
I kissed her forehead and soon she started to quietly snore. Hours later she woke me and we made love again. This time it was a quiet, deep orgasm that, although quite different, brought just as much pleasure.
I woke at sunrise, but not because of the sun—she had taken me into her mouth as she cupped my balls. I came and she swallowed.
We took a shower together and dried each other.
She stared at me and her eyes became teary. Two hours later, we left the bedroom and made breakfast together.
Our s*x life was beyond description. She would try anything and everything with me. She was a talker and a screamer—I al
