Johnny had never felt contentment as much as he did at that moment lying with half of Navaya's naked body draped over his. He brushed his tattooed knuckles on her arm, feeling the softness of her skin, and the action made her hum blissfully, snuggling deeper into his embrace.
They both remained silent for a long moment and an unreadable expression settled on Navaya's face.
" What's on your mind?" Johnny asked.
Navaya felt his voice rather than hear it. It rumbled through her, down her middle. She took a chance to glance at his face, his jaw lined with dark stubble. Her chest fluttered as she recalled how it felt when he pressed his face to her wet cunt. They were both still naked and the heat from his body easily sipped into her.
