Cuddles after sex

As l stirred I bed, l felt a big warm body still behind me and I couldn't stop myself from grinning. Not only did he cuddle me after sex but he was still here with me in the morning and l couldn't stop myself from grinning. Yeah l was in trouble now but I didn't care. "Good morning", John mumbled, his Russian accent was so strong.

"You, uhm, stayed all night", l pointed out while noticing how we were both just barely fitting on my twin sized bed. "I did", He replied slowly getting out of the bed. My eyes i'mmediately went straight to his ass. The guy was seriously perfectly sculpted in every imaginable place and l couldn't tear my eyes away from him.

It was as if he walked off the front page of a magazine and came into my bedroom. Just as l was staring at him, l remembered that l was trying to play hard to get. I didn't want to let him think he had me wrapped up around his little finger. Yes, we had sex. Yes, he came to me however l couldn't help but wonder if he still pegged me lik