The morning after

The morning after their passionate encounter, he awoke to find her soft breaths and tangled hair against his chest. His heart throbbed with desire as he traced her curves under the sheets. Her scent filled his senses, and he longed to taste her once more. He held back, relishing in the moment, watching her sleep, lost in thoughts of the night before. As she stirred, he felt a wave of anticipation course through him. She opened her eyes, and for a brief moment, they locked. The tension between them heightened, igniting the flames of their passion anew. With a slow, deliberate movement, he reached out to caress her cheek before pulling her into a deep, soul-searing kiss, their bodies already craving each other's touch.