Oksana

Oksana stretched luxuriously in the bed, “Oh, gods. That was amazing!”

She turned over to give Assar a kiss, but instead, she found he wasn’t there. She sat up irritated that he wasn’t lying next to her. She was embarrassed to admit it, but she had felt so safe and warm held in his arms as she slept. It was something of a novel experience for her. Her past flings had been all about physical pleasure, and afterwards she had sent her paramours off back to their ...