Slide tried to roll off of her, but there was very little space beside her. So instead, he flipped her around and let her lay on top of him. They were both sweating profusely, but Ember didn’t care. She loved every single juice Slide was able to produce.
“Well, I don't think I’ll ever be cold again,” Ember whispered.
Slide chuckled.
“I sincerely hope not,” he said, kissing the top of her head.
Ember lay on top of her lover in silence for a while. She closed her eyes and listened to his heartbeat, the movement of the blood around his bones. She had never felt like this about anyone. And she knew it wasn’t just the fantastic s*x … this was something else entirely.
Slide spoke up first, his voice low and calming.
“I can't wait to have a nice hot shower with you.”
Ember giggled. “Oh yea
