Strange feeling

In the morning…

Clara woke up from her deep slumber with a sore body. She tilted her head a little only to find Ivan sleeping on his stomach and hiding his face partially on the pillow. His one hand was around her waist. Clara smiled faintly and got up from the bed.

There were hickeys in her body but it was something different from the past. If it's painful in the past then today it gave her a sweet happiness. Because those hickeys are not from lust but the proof of love making and gentle sex.

Clara slowly got down from the bed and entered the washroom. She has a important work to deal with.

Meanwhile Ivan also woke up and looked at the mess they created on the bed. He recalled how passionately they had love making last night.

Love making..? Did he say he love making? When did he believe in love making than satisfying the lust.? But he should admit the fact that he loved last night.