Nayana
I wake up with a low groan, the kind that vibrates straight out of my chest before I’m even fully conscious. My eyes open slowly, lashes sticking together as the faint morning light spills across the room. Everything feels hazy and warm… until I try to move.
The moment I attempt to lift my leg, a sharp ache shoots through my thighs.
“Ow! shit.”
I wince and drop my leg immediately, heat rushing up my neck as last night slams into me like a freight train. My muscles feel overused, trembling in that sore, perfectly ruined way that makes my cheeks flame.
Even the space between my legs pulses with a dull, throbbing ache. A deep soreness left reminds me of how many times Leo had me last night.
God.
I sink deeper into the mattress and finally turn my head, half expecting to see hi
