Satou woke to find her still curled against his side, her breathing deep and even, her naked body warm against his beneath the blanket. Early sunlight filtered through the window, casting soft shadows across the small room and illuminating her bare shoulder where it emerged from the covers.
He lay there for a few minutes, just watching her. sleep, Jessica looked utterly content,her face relaxed, peaceful, a small smile playing at her lips. Her dark hair was spread across his chest in wild disarray, and one of her hands rested over his heart, as if even in sleep she wanted to stay connected to him.
Last night had been... extraordinary. What had started as gentle exploration had deepened into something more—tender and passionate in equal measure, both of them learning from each other, discovering what made the other gasp or sigh or moan softly in the darkness.
