VALTOR

After the orgasms, every muscle in my body loosened at once. I collapsed onto the mattress breathless while Winter slumped against my chest. I stroked her hair and pressed my lips to her temple.

“Was that good?” She murmured. “Did you like it?”

“You’re a siren, aren’t you?” I brushed her hair aside so her neck was bared to me, my thumb lingering against her pulse.

Our sex hadn’t just been good, it had been obliterating. My mind was blank, and how she rode ...