Jenn woke up with a mumbled sigh. Something amazing had happened, or maybe that was just a dream she'd had, but her thighs were sticky with cum and so just a dream didn't seem right but -
And then she felt hard muscle, lying next to her. Her eyes popped open and she stared at her bedmate. She was in Stetson's bed – again – but this time she was waking up next to him instead of him being gone and then she remembered, remembered everything she'd told him on the front porch – why the hell had she told him all of that?! – and she wasn't breathing right and then his eyes fluttered open and he grinned lazily, a grin that quickly transformed into panic.
"What's wrong?" he asked, reaching out for her and pulling her against him. "Did you have a bad dream?"
"I just...why did I say...why did I tell you all of..."
She breathed in through her nose and out through her mouth, trying to calm her racing heart.