Chapter 10. Charles Holy shit. I don't think I can move. Alyssa's eyes are still open and glazed over with the aftermath of three orgasms. Slowly, I take her weight from the window, and carry her to the couch. I'm still inside her, so I'm gentle as I lay down and remove myself. I take her arms from around my neck and untie the scarf from her wrists. She's still dazed but smiling, and I take a moment to clean myself up. I kneel by the couch, leaning down to kiss her. It's softer, more intimate. "How do you feel?" I ask softly. Somehow it seems wrong to speak loudly in this atmosphere. She reaches out and traces lines on my chest. "I feel good. Sleepy." I run my fingers down her side, unable to keep myself from touching her. "Thank you for trusting me." "I do trust you." She says absently. Then she looks at me. "I do trust you." She says again, the words stronger. Something deep in my chest eases. "Will you do one last thing for me tonight?" "Is that a command?" "A request." She rolls towards me, "What is it?" "Let me take you home.
