Renee’s POV
It’s hours before we hear the click to the bedroom door unlock, though instead of racing to bolt out the door- we savor the next few minutes together in bed. The soft sheets are wrapped around our legs, the silk pillow cases are damp and stick to our hair.
My entire body feels like it’s vibrating and my skin is damp with sweat- some of it Eric’s and some of it mine.
I lay nuzzled in Eric’s arm, breathing in his scent. With his arm that’s hooked around me, his hand traces small circles on my shoulder sending small tingles throughout my body.
The reactive urge to say something along the line of this can never happen again periodically rises up, but ultimately I force myself to be quiet and continue riding out the moment.
The room is now dark, except for the moons glow
