Her hands moved over my body with renewed urgency, and I responded in kind, my own hands exploring every inch of her. We moved together, our bodies finding a rhythm that was both familiar and exhilarating. The room was filled with the mingling scents of our pheromones, creating a heady, intoxicating atmosphere.
Hours later, the exhaustion of our passion caught up with us, and we drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep. When I woke, the room was dim with the late afternoon light filtering through the curtains. Yura was still nestled against me, her breathing soft and steady. I took a moment to savor the warmth of her body against mine, the comfort of her presence.
However, the tranquility was soon shattered by the realization that it was already 4 PM. Panic gripped me as I sat up abruptly, startling Yura awake. "Yura, it's already 4 PM! I have to get back to the restaurant!" I exclaimed, scrambling to find my clothes.
