As their breathing returned to normal, Lucas pulled away and discarded the condom. She took his hand and led him back to the living room, settling on the sofa with a bottle of wine.
Emily poured two glasses of deep red wine, the liquid sloshing softly against the crystal. She handed one to Lucas, their fingers brushing as he took it.
"Want some of that chocolate gateau now?" she asked, a playful glint in her eye.
Lucas smirked, running a hand through his tousled hair. "Yes please, baby girl."
Emily padded to the kitchen, returning with two generous slices of the decadent dessert. She settled onto the sofa, draping her legs across Lucas' lap. The TV flicked on, some mindless reality show providing background noise.
"Christ, this is good," Lucas mumbled around a mouthful of cake.
Emily
