Sienna’s POV
When I wake up, I feel it immediately, the ache, that sweet, sore reminder of earlier. My body feels used in the best way possible, and the warmth beside me is everything. I’m no longer on top of Knox. We’re both on our sides, still tangled up in each other. My head rests on his sweaty shoulder, his arm draped over my waist, legs all intertwined. We’re both still completely naked, lying on top of the covers like we were too caught up in each other to even think about pulling them over us or at least getting under them.
At some point during our sleep, he must have slipped out of me, but the closeness stayed. The way we’re wrapped around each other, it’s like even in sleep, he doesn’t want to let me go.
I try to wiggle free because nature is calling my name, but he’s holding
