Camilla woke up and smiled. She felt wonderfully good. As she stirred, she remembered everything she had done last night. She'd given Alex full access to her body. And, despite feeling a slight ache in her private parts, due to the man's vigor, she was more than satisfied.
He wasn't in bed, but before she could question himself, the smell of bacon filled her nostrils, indicating that Alex was making breakfast.
Camilla looked up at the ceiling, smiling. She was afraid she was getting carried away with something that would hurt her later. Claire's words echoed in her mind. What if Alex was just having fun with Camilla? Was she just another adventure, a momentary thing?
The bedroom door opened, revealing a man dressed only in dress pants. No shirt, no shoes. In one hand he had a plate with cutlery and in the other a glass.
"Good morning, princess!" He had a huge smile on his face, matching Camilla's.
