*Sasha*
I snuggled into him, still panting, and kissed his shoulder.
Lucas feathered soft kisses over my hair. “Goddess, it only keeps getting better."
“Mhm," I agreed breathlessly.
“I love you, Sasha baby," Lucas whispered, and when I tipped my head up, he captured my lips in a passionate kiss.
We were going to make love again, now. I knew that, even before Lucas rolled me underneath him once more. I didn't know if we were ever going to get enough of each other.
After our third time, though, we both decided we needed to sleep. Lucas laid on his back and tucked me into his side, my cheek resting on his shoulder.
He was soon snoring, but I was thinking about the trickle of his satisfaction I could feel between my legs. Lucas hadn't pulled out once.
Was I going to be up to my eyeball
