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Sunday
Jonas
I wake up to the sun’s rays peeking through the thick hotel shades. It is early, and Sabrina is beside me, stirring, but still asleep as far as I can tell. My mind goes to last night. The intensity of the sex was beyond anything I’d ever experienced; or thought possible. My body is a little sore and achy from using muscles I don’t typically use.
When she opens her eyes, I try to hide that I’ve been adoring her while she slept. “Good morning,” she says, her voice cracking from dryness. Her lips curve into a smile, and strands of her thick, wavy black hair have fallen over her face.
“Good morning,” I say back.
We share a moment of gazing into each other’s eyes, feeling the authentic connection we’ve forged this weekend. Then, her face straightens, and her eyes return to the lusty look I’ve grown to appreciate. Except it looks a little different. It takes me a moment to realize that she’s morphing into her dominant self. My heartbeat quickens in an instant.