Lilian’s POV
I wake up, stretching my surprisingly achy muscles out, a smile playing at the corners my lips until my hand brushes something very hard and very muscular. Stiffening, I turn my head slowly to find myself looking at the sleeping form of Daxton Williams.
Memories of last night and this morning crash over me, how he dominated my body, drew so much pleasure from me that I didn’t know what to do with myself before we finally fell asleep, completely sated and exhausted.
I inch out of his hold, gingerly picking up his arm that is wrapped tightly around me and place it back on the bed as I slip out from between the sheets and back away from the bed my trembling fingers pressing to my lips as I watch the man I’ve been fantasising about breathing deeply, his hair tousled sexily acro
