Leyla’s POV
It has been minutes of me laying on his body without moving an inch. My heart is turning into its normal heartbeat range, the temperature is dropping and my mind registers everything now.
I feel the mixture of his semen and my juices pouring off my body and dripping on his thighs off to the bed sheets. I am embarrassed as I pick myself off him, I turn my eyes to face him, and he licks his lips.
He pulls my face to his and kisses me. He mummers “Thank you.” And I smile. He brings his face to my chest and inhales deeply as he wraps his hand around me. “Do you want to leave this place with me now?”
“Leave with you?!”
“We cannot keep doing this in a hospital bed. Can we?” I smile
“Where do you want us to go?”
“Well, I have a lot of places to suggest but anywhere with you
