I rubbed my face into the firm warmth of Keith’s chest when I woke up the next morning. He wore me completely out and I ended up unable to move while he cuddled me and held me close. I felt warm and safe… and loved.
He squeezed me against him and his hand slid between my legs. I hissed as his fingers probed me. Keith pulled his arm back.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“I’m a bit sore. I think that was more s*x than I’ve had in my entire life. Like in total.” I laughed.
“Sorry, I kept forgetting you’re human. I’ll learn to be more gentle with you in the future.” Keith murmured and rubbed my back soothingly as he held me close.
I sighed. There had never been a time that I wanted to stay in bed because of something good. Usually, it was to avoid people or hide from life in general. I
