"…Another round?"
Damien lay on his stomach, still gasping for breath, when he heard Lane's voice coming from behind. Asking the same question he had already asked… how many times that night? Damien blinked a few times, trying to organize the steamy memories in his fuzzy mind.
Six or seven times. Damien didn't really know much about sex and relationships, but even he could tell that it was a lot.
He lifted his head slightly, glancing at the window. It wasn't immediately obvious, since they kept the lights on the entire night, but the sky was already bright outside. Which meant that it was already late, by his standards. Usually, he should have already finished his workout by now, and should be having breakfast in his office, while going through paperwork…
Well, he should probably forget about having a 'normal day' for now.
