Akira
I come out of sleep with a sudden awareness of what I had done last night without any ounce of regret in my thought. It was good enough to be a dream, my dream. Yes, I have dreamed about it, a lot, of making love to him. And finally it became true, I can't be happier. I have always thought I would loose my innocence to the man I would marry on my wedding night. And the reality is much different, better than whatever I thought. I wouldn't change a thing if given a opportunity.
I stretch my arms opening my eyes and find myself staring in a pair of alluring grey eyes. The blue shade in them seems a bit expanded and the grey part is almost as dark as black. He body, for most part is over mine, though I am not complaining.
"Good morning." I murmur sleepily.
"Morning baby." He pecks my
