We lay there together, tangled in sweat and sheets, both of us completely wrecked.
My chest was heaving so hard, and Dominic wasn't any better….his skin was hot against mine, his breath ragged in my ear.
For a long moment, neither of us said anything. Just the sound of our breathing.
I turned my head slightly, catching a glimpse of him. His hair was plastered to his forehead, his lips still parted as he fought to steady himself.
"Holy shit," I whispered.
He laughed, sounded so tired, but it was the kind of laugh that carried satisfaction. "Yeah. Holy shit is right."
I rolled onto my back, staring at the ceiling, trying to process what just happened. "That was… wow."
"Best sex of my life," he muttered, shifting closer until his face was pressed against my shoulder. "Hands down. You literally killed me."
Dominic shifted down and rested his head on my lap.
I slid my fingers through his damp hair, massaging lightly, and his whole body seemed to soften under my touch.
