We fell onto the bed, blissfully exhausted. Mark pulled me against him, his bare skin warm against mine as he nudged his head on my shoulder, planting a soft kiss.
His hand traced lazy circles on my thigh as I took a moment to let it all sink in. I wanted to let the rhythm of my heart slow and breathe in the quiet after everything we had just done. For a while, we didn't say anything. We just lay there, tangled together, our bodies still humming from the pleasure.
Then, Mark let out a deep, satisfied sigh, pressing his forehead against my shoulder before shifting slightly to look at me. When I met his gaze, he was already grinning.
"Well," he murmured, his voice still rough from the last few hours. "That was…"
"Amazing?" I completed, tilting my head.
Mark gave a low chuckle, his fingers squeezing lightly at my hip. "Yeah. That's one way to put it."
