Eva's POV
By the time I finished cleaning up, all while smiling to myself like a fool, Alexander covered himself up and laid back down with the AC blasting full. I chuckled at his distraught appearance. While wiping my hands with the towel, I asked him.
"I hope you're feeling okay," I asked, concerned while he had his elbow bent at his forehead. His expensive white shirt was unbuttoned by the top. He was smelling like literal s*x and sweat. The best scent on him so far.
"With a nut like that, I couldn't afford to have for a year...I'm drained and weak." I couldn't help but giggle.
The poor man, despite feeling lethargic after such a grand release, spread his other arm out for me to cuddle.
"Are you really okay?" I asked, this time serious.
"Yes. Just a headache. I know
