Sunlight filtered through the curtains of Melisa's room, painting golden stripes across Melisa's skin.
"Mmm..."
She stirred slowly, becoming aware of the warm body beneath her. Her red eyes fluttered open to find herself sprawled across Raven's pale form, their legs tangled together, her head pillowed on the former assassin's bare chest.
[Right,] Melisa thought, a lazy smile spreading across her face as memories of the previous night flooded back. [The party ended the way they usually do these days. Though...]
She blushed, remembering how she'd spurred Raven on to eat her out faster, finger-fuck her harder, etc.
[... It was a little intense.]
