Claire's POV
Louis held true to his word, I'll admit that much. We barely slept.
PleasOrgasm after orgasm, thrust after thrust. If I wasn't pregnant already, I'd already be fertilized.
Pleasure parted for exhaustion to seep through somewhere before the morning broke out. My legs were jelly and my core that ached for him clamped up in exhaustion.
I was beat in and out and center. The man was a beast. Louis' arm was wrapped tightly around my waist, holding me flush against him, not even a breath of distance between us. The heat of his body curled around mine, his steady breathing warm against the back of my neck.
I shifted slightly and could still feel his hard length pressed against my ass. I shivered at the contact, and it wasn't because of the air conditioning or the fact that we were still naked beneath the measly cover of the blanket.
Stirring away from his hold, with much resistance on his end, I finally stood off the bed. Finding his discarded shirt to put on.
