Drew lets out a dreamy sigh. He kisses me, sucking hard on my lip. I dig my hands into his hair, holding his mouth against mine.
He's mine.
Whatever we are, he's mine.
And I'm his.
And I'm not about to ask any questions that will ruin how good this feels.
He shifts, unpinning my legs and collapsing next to me in one fluid motion. His fingertips trail over the space between my breasts. "You want to come again?"
I shake my head. "I'm spent."
"Too bad." He wraps his arms around me and pulls me closer. "I'll have to get you tomorrow."
I pinch myself.
Still awake.