The moment he came inside me, I felt it.
We both took deep and heavy breaths, trying to catch our breath.
It had been so intense and mind-blowing that I still couldn't believe we had just done that.
He took in an intense breath, and our eyes made contact.
He rolled off of me, and I felt disappointed that our connection was over.
Only for me to be surprised when he caught me in his arms and pulled me up to him.
I stiffened, surprised at his willingness to hold me so close to him.
I slowly eased into the comfort of his arms and relaxed.
For a while, none of us said anything.
The only thing that could be heard was our breathing, the heavy raindrops, flashes of light, and the thunder strikes.
He gently played with my hair and said. "Are you okay?"
I nodded. "Yes."
He fastened his hold around me and continued playing with my hair.
"I prefer your red to the black." He said. "You should never dye your hair black again."
I blushed at his compliment.
