SiennaThe room smelled like sweat and heat, the sheets a mess around us. My chest still rose and fell too fast, my skin damp, my body sore in the best way. Jaxon was lying half on me, half on the pillow, his arm draped over my stomach, his fingers lazily tracing circles there.I let out a small laugh, the kind that came from exhaustion mixed with happiness. “You’re heavy,” I whispered, pushing at his shoulder.He chuckled against my neck, not moving. “Deal with it. You’re stuck with me now.”I rolled my eyes, but a smile tugged at my lips. He finally shifted, turning onto his side so we were face-to-face. His hair was damp, messy, his lips pink and swollen from all the kissing. I bit my bottom lip just looking at him.“You’re staring,” he teased softly.“You’re ugly,” I shot back, even though I couldn’t stop smiling.He laughed quietly, brushing a strand of hair from my face. Then his hand lingered on my cheek, thumb stroking gently. The way he looked at me right then made my chest a
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