The morning after we returned home felt heavy and exhausting. I woke up in my own bed with sunlight streaming through the curtains. My body was still sore in many places from everything that happened on the island. My p***y felt tender and sensitive. My ass ached whenever I moved. My breasts were slightly red and sensitive from Julian’s hungry mouth. I lay there for a long time, staring at the ceiling and thinking about Marcus. The way he had held me so gently on the beach. The way he had whispered that he loved me. The way his touch felt like the only real and safe thing in this whole mess. I was falling for him deeply. The kind of love that made my heart ache. But I also felt scared. Everything was becoming more dangerous with every passing day.
I got up slowly, took a long hot shower t
