Cara
I wake up feeling refreshed and happy. There's a pleasant glow that hangs around for a while after a night of really good s*x—and last night was really good. I'm guessing my post-orgasm floaty-feeling is going to last all day, and if I'm lucky, Eros might keep that going into tomorrow.
Except he's not in bed with me. I touch his pillow—it's cold. Which means he must've left a while ago. That man works too damn much.
I close my eyes, smiling slightly, unwilling to let this little wrinkle ruin my solid vibes.
Last night was absolutely fantastic. He wasn't kidding when he said he wanted to treat me like this wife. That beast was absolutely insatiable in a way he hadn't been before. It was like one taste and he needed to devour me, toes to teeth. Orgasm after orgasm for both of us, an
