MISHA STARED OVER AT Carson as he slept, a soft smile on her lips as she listened to the steady cadence of his breathing. Their night had been amazing, wrapped in each other’s arms, legs intertwined, hands and mouths exploring every inch of naked flesh. She had to admit, she was nervous at first. After all, it was the first time she had been with a man, and even the times she had been with Anya had not been many. Yet, it was definitely obvious that Carson possessed Anya’s memories, because he touched all the sensitive places she used to touch, sending the same electrical charges throughout Misha’s body. She stopped counting how many orgasms she had last night and simply rode the waves of pleasure that he brought to her.
It was well after midnight when they finally fell asleep, collapsing
