Book 4: Next Morning

Chloe

After Tony and I make love in the living room, my senses start to return to me slowly, and I suddenly feel embarrassed for my behavior. It occured to me that I acted like a desperate and horny teenager. Not having sex in a while did that to me, but even so, I wished I had controlled myself better.

However, when he offered for me to sleep with him afterward, in his bed, I didn't hesitate in agreeing. I grasped at the opportunity like it was a life saver. I didn't know what to expect from the next morning, so if I could have a little more time with Tony, I'd take it.

We didn't have sex again, even though I secretly wanted to, but having his arms around me while I drifted to sleep made me feel safer than ever before. His scent calmed me immensely, and his slow breathing, close to my ear, felt like a lullaby. 

The first rays of sunshine beam through the half-closed curtains of his bedroom early in the morning, and I stretch lazily, tur