*Emmy*
I sigh, my head on Jim’s chest as he lazily runs his fingers along my back. “We should get ready.”
“We don’t have to,” he says. “We can just stay here.”
It’s tempting. My legs didn’t stop shaking for so long that Jim carried me upstairs. He finally let me take off the boots, and we’ve been laid in bed together, completely naked, limbs twisted together in post ‘I love you’ bliss.
“I’ve never been this completely and thoroughly f****d before in my life,” I tell him. “Like, I’m actually sated.”
Jim rolls to his side, effectively knocking me off his chest. He pushes my hair back with a smile. “I’ve not been leaving you sated? You should have told me.”
“It’s not that,” I say. It’s really not. “I’ve never felt like this. I don’t know how to explain it. I’m not sure th
