I woke up naked in the arms of Genius. My head is on his chest while his arms are wrapped around me.
I opened my eyes and his bare chest immediately came into view. I swallowed hard. Memories from last night immediately flashed back to me. His lips. My moans. His tongue. His touch. His words. Contrary to what I have imagined, I feel good about it. I feel contented that Genius is my first.
“Are you awake?” Genius asked in a husky voice.
I looked up to his face and smiled. “Good morning,” I whispered.
He smiled and leaned down to kiss my lips. “Are you hungover?” His voice was so soft that I felt like he’s trying to soothe my whole being.
Just like he has magic in his words, I felt a sharp ache in my head. I shut my eyes winced in pain. I felt his lips on my temple. “I’ll cook you
