Liliette slowly opened her eyes, feeling the warm morning sunlight spill across her face. Once again, she found herself alone in the bed. Her head felt clear, but her body ached in various places from the previous night’s activities. The sheets, which had been a mess of fluids, were now magically clean, and she found herself dressed in fresh, warm clothing.
Blinking slowly, she let the memories of the night flood back to her. Truthfully, she felt good. Although she couldn’t remember everything, the sensations lingered vividly in her mind.
Yet again, he hadn’t gone all the way. Since their initial rough encounter, he had never lost control. Just like their first night together, he savored their time with leisurely ease, leaving her trembling and breathless by the end. Biting her lower lip, she reflected on her predicament.
