She took a seat on one of the chairs on the porch. Even though she was wrapped in a blanket, the morning was pretty chill. She sighed and took a sip of the coffee she had just made herself. She was recollecting the memories of the last night since she woke up. Luca was sleeping soundly when she left and, to be fair, she actually didn't know how to act when he woke up, so she got up to think about everything, leaving him alone.
Disbelief following her decision to sleep with him was haunting her all morning, but she really couldn't tell if she was really sorry for doing that. She blushed when the details of the last night became vivid again.
It was better than she ever imagined, he was incredible, he gave her so much pleasure that she didn't know how that was even possible.
Lost in her
