I had no idea of the time that passed as we lay there in each other's arms, the feeling of connection slowly fading into a warm ache, a knowledge that the next morning I would feel the strength of my lover and he that of my hands and mouth. I understood his instructions before we began now, a whole new awareness settling into me. Getting emotionally carried away was new, but I liked it. Perhaps this is how it should be?
Eventually he shuffled over slightly, grabbing one of the woven blankets and covering both of us, my over robe long forgotten in the outer room. He kept me close as he did this, one arm around my small body, shifting me slightly so that I continued to lay across his side. When he returned us to a full laying position I moved a leg over one of his and an arm up his chest,
