There were two things Leila had discovered about her sleeping pattern. One, she slept well whenever she and Kelvin cuddled. Two, she slept better after he made her come. She could get used to that blissful feeling daily. The way her body arched, the wet kisses he placed on her lips before lowering his head between her legs. Gosh. The memories made her wet.

If his fingers and tongue could make her feel this great, why did everyone clamour so much for sex? This was good enough for her. ...