Morning light filtered through the curtains, Stella woke first, still tangled with Miles beneath the rumpled sheets. His arm lay heavy across her waist, possessive even in sleep. She felt the sticky evidence of last night drying on her inner thighs, his semen still trapped inside her.
Carefully, she slipped out from under his arm and sat up. The sheet fell away from her bre*sts. Morning air raised goosebumps on her skin. She stretched, her spine cracking softly.
Miles stirred. His eyes fluttered open, hazy, then focused on her naked silhouette backlit by the window. A lazy smile spread across his face.
"Morning," he murmured, voice rough with sleep.
"Morning." She didn't bother covering herself. That pretense was dead.
He propped himself up on one elbow. The sheet pooled around his wa
