[Next morning]Ava woke up sore, tired but cooked for. She could smell veggies in the air as stirred in bed, cradling herself under the duvet, but Damien isn't there anymore. It's just her.Last night after their intimacy, he mixed her a warm bath and washed her up. He even washed her hair, he blow-dried it before wearing her his boxers and shirt, then he tucked her to bed. Damien might look like a cold, heartless rock, but he isn't that way with Ava. He knows how to clean her up after intimacy and also…he makes sure she chases her release first. He puts her pleasure before his own, and while that might look small, she likes it. The fact that despite his personality, he still cared for her in his own way. She pulled her lids apart, opening her eyes to get off the bed. As expected, she could still feel him, in her puxxy and arse, in her breast and mouth…everywhere.He's gone when she arrived at the dinning but his scent and the smell of his breakfast still lingered. She noticed he le
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