MILES
Renee lay sprawled across the bed, her body bare and her chest rising and falling with the deep breaths of exhaustion. Her flushed cheeks and lazy smile told the story of the pleasure I had brought her, a satisfaction that left her completely spent.
I entered the room quietly, balancing a glass of milk and a bowl of fresh fruit on a tray. Setting it carefully on the bedside table, I leaned in close, brushing my lips against her forehead in a tender kiss that slowly trailed down to the curve of her neck. Her soft hum of approval satisfied me. Even in her state of fatigue, I could feel the way her body responded to me.
"I brought the fruit you asked for," I whispered into her ear. A soft chuckle escaped me as I pulled back, enjoying the way her lips quirked into a lazy smile.
Renee stirred, her eyelids fluttering open, one at a time. She stretched languidly, her body arching slightly as she yawned, before taking hold of my hand to steady herself.
