**Snow's POV**
I woke up late the next morning, my limbs heavy and aching in the most deliciously sore way. The sunlight was already shining through the curtains, too bright for my eyes, but I barely managed to open them.
I reached out instinctively to his side of the bed, only to find cool sheets. No warmth. No trace of the man who absolutely wrecked me last night until 3 am. Damn him. He didn’t even look tired last night, not even close. It’s like he had an infinite reserve of stamina, while I was the one left boneless and wrecked beneath him.
I groaned softly, my entire body protesting as I shifted under the covers.
He bent me over with ease, flipped me on my side, and had me riding him until I was breathless, his hands gripping me hard, his movements desperate, almost brutal in how
