Tears in heaven
Kavielle POV
His breath was comforting, his broad chest gently moving up and down as he slept. My body still ached a bit, his stamina out doing my own 10-fold. To say he was a machine was an understatement. A light sheet covered both of our naked forms as we laid in the morning light. The room smelled of warm vanilla and a slight smell of sex still lingering.
My cunt ached, his vigor and endurance were too much for me, leaving me feeling empty. How we ended up here was a mystery to me, but I was happy it was over. I had thoroughly enjoyed it, yes, but it felt like the albatross that hung over me for months was finally defeated. The weight it carried finally lifted, my heart singing praises of comfort and joy. Let alone the mind-altering number of orgasms he gave me.
