{Allie’s P.O.V.}
I woke up the next morning to sound of the ocean breeze entering our room and the smell of the salty sea. Dorian made love to me all night long. He took his time, afraid that he would make me pass out again, which he kind of did, but not the way he did on the jet. I rolled over and felt he wasn’t next to me. I opened my eyes and saw that he was standing on the balcony of a hotel room, butt naked.
For a few minutes, I just laid in bed snuggling the covers and watched him take in the scenery. I would never get tired of his body. Dorian was 6’6 of pure muscles and tattoos. His entire upper body was covered in ink, with a few empty spaces on his back, and thighs. Both of his arms had full sleeves and his calves were fully tattooed, but his ankle
