I was tired.

Even after sleeping whole night-or three hours-my whole body was aching. Especially the region between my thighs, the ravenous behaviour he had shown was deliciously frightening. 

I didn't remember, and I had lost count on how many times he had made me cum.

I stirred when his arm tightened around me. I winced, and he pulled me impossibly closer. My hairs curtaining my face, my back hitting his naked torso, and I could feel the outlines of his muscles caressing my back. 

And Oh God!

His member stood erect, pressed between my cheeks, embarrassment flowed inside me.

I was fucking naked, so was he.

I tried to...