(Noah’s POV)
I woke up groggy, but feeling strangely satisfied. Groaning sleepily as my first action after waking up, I ruffled my messy hair and glanced to my side. Lucas was tugging the thick blanket in his sleep, probably feeling cold due to the morning air. That being said, I’m amazed at how beautiful he looked in the morning—caramel soft hair and porcelain skin that I could’ve sworn would glow if I were to direct the sunlight at it—if I were to ignore those swollen eyes from too much crying last night. I guess I might be too rough to him last night—we having s*x for several rounds and all—but he was too erotic for me to just finish in a single round, and from his moaning and begging, he looked like he wanted more. His lower back would be in pain, perhaps, after he woke up.
I stretch
