CALISTA'S P. O. V
The silence after was as loud as the moans.
Roman had pulled out and finished on my thighs, his seed dripped down between us.
But his hands didn't leave my waist, his eyes didn't leave mine.
We stood there, in my aunt's living room, naked, pressed against the wall.
He didn't let me go.
And I didn't move.
I didn’t want to. I wanted to savour every second of this moment. Memorize every breath and pant
Roman's fingers stroked my spine soothingly. I touched his face, just noticing that his stubble was overgrown than how he usually left it.
There were even bags under his eyes, like he hadn't been sleeping too.
“What about Coraline” I asked. The anguish and rejection I usually feel whenever I think of her weren't there anymore. Maybe it was the s*x, maybe it was Ro
