The morning sunlight streamed through the heavy curtains, casting a soft golden glow across the bedroom. Lily stirred awake, her body feeling deliciously languid after the passionate night she'd shared with Chris. Her skin tingled with the memory of his touch, and she couldn't help but notice the trail of love bites that marked her chest - visible evidence of their intense connection.
Chris had already left for work, leaving behind only the lingering scent of his cologne on the pillows. Lily stretched lazily, feeling a deep contentment that seemed to radiate from within. She felt different somehow - more confident, more alive, more herself than she'd ever been before.
