Finally, he pulled out carefully and rolled to his side, pulling her against his chest.
"Good morning," he murmured with a smile in his voice.
She laughed weakly. "Is that how you always wake up? Ready to go?"
"Only with you Aria. Only when you wake me up by running your hands all over me like you can't help yourself." He kissed the top of her head. "How do you feel? Really?"
"I feel sore, Exhausted. Thoroughly used." She paused. "But i feel Perfect."
"Good. Because we're spending the entire weekend in this bed. I'm not letting you leave until Monday morning."
"Damien....."
"Non-negotiable. You're mine for the entire weekend. No work. No obligations. Just us." His arms tightened around her. "I'm going to feed you, bathe you, take care of you. And yes, probably fuck you a few more times because I apparently can't keep my hands off you."
She should protest. Should insist she needed rest. Should point out that her body couldn't possibly handle more.
