Stella's POV
I lay down in my bed, completely blissed out. I always knew Zander was good at s*x, I overheard a couple of girls talking about it once but I didn't know it was seeing stars, might blackout, mind-blowing orgasms that he supplies. If the school doesn't work out for him, he could become the world's best prostitute or something. He's that good. But he's mine and I don't share. The bubbly feeling is back in my stomach and I start to giggle like an i***t.
I bring my hand to my lips to touch the bruised flesh. I've always cherished stolen moments with Zander when our lips met but now I love every instance. I want to kiss him all the time, I want to throw caution to the wind and fall deep into this feeling but I can't, someone has to keep a straight head in this relationship and t
