Isabelle moved languidly as she began to stir from her slumber. She felt like she is wearing a new skin and she tried to stretch to feel its delicious sensation. She stopped moving when she suddenly felt that she had no space to actually move about.
Delnard was making sure that he was still holding Isabelle securely in his arms. He was being cautious in case she might decide to awaken and end up bolting from the bed now that her head is clear of the haze from desire.
He waited patiently until she opened her eyes and blinked up at him. He tried not to smile too much despite feeling smug. Delnard knew that it is important to not make Isabelle feel like she had given up an inch of her pride because she slept with him. She has to feel powerful and fulfilled with their lovemaking.
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