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Saïda's POV:
Slowly, I opened my eyes and looked around. It wasn't a dream. I was in Asahd's arms. He'd wrapped me up and I had my head resting on his chest.
It was still dark outside and I looked at the huge clock on the wall.
'Five o'clock...'
Weakly, I raised my head and looked at him. He was fast asleep and clearly as exhausted as I was.
'He finally made love to me...'
I bit my lip, goosebumps taking over my skin as I recalled what had happened a few hours ago. I'd given myself to him. I'd offered my most precious gift to him and I regretted nothing.
I stared at his beautiful face, raising my hand and caressing his face. I smiled to myself.
'Gawd, I love him so much...'
I lowered my head and kissed his soft lips.
'You made me feel amazing Asahd...'
I bit my lip, remembering how good he'd been in bed. I remembered the pleasure and how bad he made me scream his name.
'Gosh. It was amazing.'
I felt my cheeks burn and my breath hitch a little.