She pulls me deeper, tighter. Madisyn’s legs wrap around my waist, and it’s like fireworks explode on the darkest night.
My eyes slam shut, grunting as she moans my name into my ear, and I am finally able to let go.
I roll off her body and lie on my back, panting hard. As I stare up at the ceiling, Madisyn comes into view.
She shifts to lie against me, and her hand drapes across my chest.
“You’re perfect, Kisa.”
Her cheeks redden, and she shifts and rests her warm cheek against my chest.
While I want to pull her tight, throw the covers around us, and drift off to sleep, that’s not on the agenda.
“That’s enough rest,” I say and gently push her to sit up in bed.
Madisyn grumbles her discontent.
“I have a surprise for you.”