The only thing I can hear is the sound of our combined heartbeats.

When I finally catch my breath, Annie's looking up at me, her eyes hazy and her lips curled up into a dreamy smile.

"Well," she whispers, and her voice is husky. "That was amazing."

I collapse onto her, and we're both gasping.

"Oh, God," I say when I finally have control over my voice again.

"I know," she sighs.

"You okay?"

"Yes," she says, and her hand slides up to stroke my face.

I turn my head and kiss her palm.

"So good," she murmurs, her eyes fluttering closed.

"Yeah," I agree, kissing her cheek and then herlips.

I press kisses along her jaw and caress her body.

She sighs and shifts under me, her eyes still closed.

We didn't discuss it beforehand, what kind of aftercare—for lack of a better word—that Annie wants. Then again, she probably doesn't even know. Not that what we did was particularly kinky, in the traditional sense, but it was likely very intense for her, being her first time and all.

"Hey," I say softly, kissing her lips.

"Hi," she says, a sleepy smile curling her lips.

"You did so well, Annie," I say, and her smile gets a little wider. "I'm so proud of you."

She opens her eyes and meets mine, but only for a moment because they close again.

"Annie, we should get you cleaned up," I whisper, brushing her hair off her face.

"Hmm?"

"Then we should talk a bit, all right?" I tell her, and her eyes open again, unfocused and sleepy.

"Okay," she agrees, her voice slow and drowsy.

"Annie, you have to stay awake," I say softly but inject an order into it. "Can you do that for me?"

"Okay," she mumbles, but again, closes her eyes.

Her body is soft and limp under mine.

I sigh and press my forehead to her shoulder.

"You're not making this easy, are you, Annie?"

"Hmm?"

I laugh.

I press a kiss to her soft skin. "Sleep. We can talk tomorrow morning," I say and ease myself out of her.