Valerie’s POV
Inside Jules's private room, my clothes dropped on the floor and then his clothes followed accordingly. I wanted to pull away, trying to feel the shame inside of me but none of it rescued me at that hour.
Kissing Jules deeply, I felt something I hadn’t felt in weeks, something I hadn’t felt with Raton.
He came with peace and satisfaction, taking away my breath.
The one time I had thought I was supposed to feel more guilty, I felt I needed it more than Jules. I needed to wash away the pain that lingered inside of me.
Slowly, we climbed the bed. The bed was warm and the rain outside was like a loud song that beats calmly in our ears.
Every touch, every kiss, every breath that escaped from his mouth felt like being at home. I clung to him like he was my anchor. And f
