*Grace*
When the first rays of sunlight peeked through the curtains, I awoke feeling both satisfied and somewhat upset about how things had turned out after my passionate night with David. I stretched languidly, my body still sore and humming with the aftershocks of our s*x. It had been everything I'd always fantasized about–David's hands on my body, his lips exploring every inch of my skin, his powerful and chiseled muscles pressing me against the mattress, and yet... I couldn't find true satisfaction in those memories.
Yes, it had been the best s*x of my life, but still, sleeping on an empty bed afterward only made me more conscious of what I couldn't have. True, I was the one to tell him to leave, but as I realized that was all I could ever expect from him, my mind went down on a spir
