As I lay there, basking in the afterglow of our amazing lovemaking, Alex pulled me closer, allowing me to rest my head on his chest. His heart beat strong and steady, and I could feel my body slowly succumbing to a pleasant sense of weakness.
I playfully circled my finger on his chest, but he quickly grabbed my hand, stopping me. "It's so itchy," he said, a smile dancing in his eyes.
"Really? How about this?" I teased him, moving my fingers lower and lower until I touched something hard.
A soft growl escaped his throat as he grabbed my hand, gently caressing it. "Much better."
I could feel his body react to my touch, and I knew he was filled with desire. But when I met his hot gaze, I lost my courage and withdrew my hand, feeling a bit shy and vulnerable.
"Why did you stop now?" he teased me, his voice tinged with eagerness.
