Jane POV:
I woke up alone, my eyes scanning the room for proofs that last night was not just a very steamy and highly gratifying dream, but there is no need to check the surrounding, parts of my body are still sensitive from the generous amount of s*x we had, making me wonder if I could even walk.
My lips forming a silly smile, I cover my face with both my hands, embarrassment is flooding my figure, for God’s sake, how am I supposed to face him now?
How can I meet the deep ocean color of his eyes without my mind recreating the blissful experience, never have I made love with such hunger and passion, his enticing talents made me feel as if I travelled to the moon and back.
Practice makes it perfect so I believe it is safe to say that he must have practiced countless times.
A shiver of
