60 White cotton

Rider observed the woman, caressing her hair.

After they had used all the condoms, she had settled in his arms like a kitten. He wasn't expecting she was the type to cuddle after sex, but he didn't think about it twice before accepting her low purrs, caressing her arms with a light touch.

He could even play with her hair, and she didn't complain about anything.

It was surprising how she asked him for one night of sex and then decided to snuggle for that kind of caresses. It was even more surprising he wasn't annoyed by it.

«You're good,» she commented while trailing her fingers on his chest. «More than I imagined.»

«More? Imagined?»

«You feel the same thing, so you must have thought about me as well,» she said. «It's mutual attraction.»

«And what did you imagine?»

«A rogue,» she sighed.

«And are you relieved I am not one?»

«Who said you're not?» she giggled, remembering the way his hands were ready to grab her.