Erika’s POV
Waking up and feeling sore for all the right reasons made a smile spread across my lips. LJ had said he wanted to make love to me, but despite his words, he had so thoroughly f****d me I’d finally understood the ‘rainbow’ reference.
Every. Freaking. Color!
I grinned to myself and looked up at the man that currently occupied my thoughts. His eyes were closed and there was a relaxed, utterly satisfied expression on his face. I couldn’t help myself. I reached up and let my fingers play with the red, almost orange hair. It was soft and surprisingly thick. Normally he had it styled away from his face, but right now it was messy and tousled.
Sex hair!
I let my eyes fall lower. Up close, I could see hints of freckles on his cheeks and nose, but it only added to that boyish charm
