Charli
Waking exhausted yet content, I lay in the darkness of the hotel suite, listening to the beat of Nox's heart. My head rested against his chest while his arm surrounded my shoulder. His body warmed me and his hold reassured me. I'd never imagined the overwhelming joy that came with giving myself completely to another person.
Cathartic and liberating, the words seemed wrong for the actions of the night, yet from my soul I couldn't form others. The tension I'd caused was gone—cleansed away. Mindful of my tolerance, Nox ensured my punishment didn't last long, and the reward afterward made it worth every lash. With my behind on fire, he filled me, taking my attention away from the intensity of my outside to the sheer ecstasy happening within me. He was barely inside of me when I came
