Taboo Fantasy (5)
The room was still. Sunlight filtered softly through the curtains, casting slow-moving shadows across the sheets. The air felt heavy with the weight of everything that had happened. You stayed still, barely breathing, letting the moment settle around you.
Rhea was asleep beside you. Her cheek was pressed to your chest, one arm draped over your torso, the other resting loosely across her stomach. Her breathing was deep, peaceful. Her hair spilled over your skin in tangled waves, and her body looked completely spent. There was something different about her in the quiet morning light. Her limbs were relaxed in a way that felt raw and unguarded. Her thighs were parted slightly, and the sheet was twisted around her waist, barely covering her.
Troy moved across the room behi
