Forest groaned as he slowly opened his eyes. He was surprisingly sore for some reason...and then he remembered what had happened the night before. He had hit it off with a beautiful younger woman and they had kissed the entire way back to his place. Before their antics devolved into something more primal than either had expected.
The older man looked over to his side. Curious to see if she had left during the night or if his mysterious companion was still there.
Isabella was laying on her stomach, her face half buried in a pillow, and covers low on her hips showing how she was still naked. Still asleep. Finger marks on her hips and waist from how hard he gripped her the night before. Soft puffs of air shifting her hair that was in her face. Her long black hair strewn everywhere but it didn’t block her beautiful porcelain skin.