8
Nora
When I wake up in the morning, Julian is already gone.
Climbing out of bed, I head straight for the shower, feeling grimy and sticky after last night. We both fell asleep right after s*x, too worn out to bother washing up or changing the wet sheets. Then, just before dawn, Julian woke me up by sliding inside me again, his skilled fingers bringing me to orgasm before I was fully awake. It’s as if he can’t get enough of me after our long separation, his already-strong libido going into overdrive.
Of course, I can’t get enough of him either.
A smile curves my lips as I remember the searing passion of last night. Julian promised me the wedding night of my dreams, and he certainly delivered. I don’t even know how many orgasms I’ve had over the past twenty-four hours. Of course, now
