Lilou moaned as she opened her eyes weakly. She squinted them slightly at the mild sunlight that hit her face, pulling the soft quilt over her nose.
'I feel so tired...' she lamented inwardly, soreness all over her body, especially her lady down there. 'I really did it with him.'
Her eyes softened as her lips curl up subtly. "Last night... was great," came out a rasped voice, drawing a deep breath and inhaling the lingering scent he left on the sheet.
Lilou closed her eyes, letting his lingering odor fill her nostrils. Although she was tired from all that activity she wasn't used to, she felt a little happy. Every time his face hovered over her with those magnetic crimson eyes would cross her head, she could help but have these butterflies in her stomach.
