Japheth
I lay on my back, completely exhausted in the best way ever. The dull yellow lamp was still illuminating the small apartment, because neither one of us had been bothered to get out of bed and shut it off during the night.
Regina was insatiable.
We had made love three times during the night before she finally fell into a deep sleep. Thank God, I didn’t think I had it in me to go for a fourth round.
Her warm, naked body was curled against me, her head pillowed on my shoulder. My arm had been asleep for a long time, and if I tried to move my fingers in even the slightest, I was assaulted by the pins-and-needles sensation. But I didn’t care if the arm rotted and fell off. I wasn’t going to move a muscle and risk having her roll away from me.
I had dozed on and off, but I
