Corinne
When I woke up the next morning surrounded by my own yellow and gray bed linens, I couldn’t deny that I was a little bit disappointed. Being with Cooper, feeling him touch me . . . it was like nothing I’d ever experienced before in my life, and the memory of his searing skin against mine was the sweetest of all.
And touching him, his thick manhood pumping semen between us? That made me feel hot all over again. God, I would have given almost anything to stay the night with him, to wake up in his strong arms and do it all over again. But, of course, I couldn’t. I had responsibilities that he couldn’t even imagine.
Rolling over in bed, I checked the time to make sure Aaron would still be asleep, then rolled to my feet and grabbed my phone before heading into the kitchen. It was Sun
