Chapter 153. How He Wanted Her

Marissa woke up that morning feeling weighed down by something. She opened her eyes to find her limbs intertwined with Bernard's. He had his arms tightly around her, and she had her legs locked with his. The feeling of closeness was so intense, heightened by the fact that she was buck-naked under the sheet. She was plastered to him like cement on brick,, and she wonder how she could extricate herself from him without waking him up.

Marissa had no idea if she can face him at all. Flashbacks of the night before ran through her head. In the light of the day, she couldn't believe she had been that daring. And crazy. And free.

"And I had enjoyed myself" she smiled to herself as she stretched sinuously. The feeling of the night before coming back to her. She quickly looked at Bernard when he shifted in his sleep and murmured something.

Thankfully, he did not wake up. In her reverie, she had forgotten that she doesn't want to wake him. Thankfully, when he was turning, he h