12Sugar turned the shower on full force and stepped under the hot spray. She had the mother of all s*x hangovers this morning and the reason was still asleep in his bed. She’d woken and watched Axel sleep until she simply had to get some fresh air and find some food.
Axel had done what she considered the impossible last evening. He’d worn her entirely out. In that, he was her first. Not a single lover in her life before him had been able to keep up with her.
This morning she washed her hair, finger combed it, and stole some clean clothes from Axel’s dresser. His t-shirt hung to her knees, but at least it covered the baggy shorts she had also borrowed. Like it or not, she’d have to wash the strange woman’s clothes she’d worn. They may have belonged to Axel’s previous lovers like she still
