I look at Theo’s sleeping face. He is sleeping soundly with his arms and legs over my body. We are both naked underneath since we spend the weekend in bed together. Our lovemaking is nonstop that I start to feel the soreness between my legs. He compares our sex to vanilla and I think I would like to taste vanilla more. It’s always been crazy with him, and the servants are always red in the face every time they enter our room. It must have been the smell and the way we look—looking deliciously devoured by each other. Vanilla is amazing.

I lightly touch Theo’s cheeks. He should be with...