The Returning Ex

John grunted, not knowing if he understood that.

After a few more rounds of lovemaking, John finally decided to let her go as he was completely wiped out.

Then, he lay next to Sophia and helped cover the both of them with a blanket.

The sun was still shining brightly outside. A hint of saltiness carried by the sea breeze drifted through the open windows.

John recuperated after getting some rest before turning to Sophia.

He realized that she had long fallen asleep, and sweat drops were seen on her blushed face. She looked pitiful.

Frowning, he sank into his thoughts, lay back down, and closed his eyes.

Sophia on the other hand, after having so much alcohol and being tormented by John, slept through the day.

Eventually, she was woken up by some noise outside. It sounded like John and someone else’s voice, but she could not really tell.

Then, she gradually sat up on the edge of the bed, and she was startled after looking at her body. What just happened?

She was naked, and there were traces of kissing and biting on her.

Blinking, she realized that even her hair was somewhat damp.

After that, she wrapped herself up in the blanket and got out of bed.

The first thing she saw was that the bathroom door was open and her clothes were piled up on the bathroom floor.

saw that, she started to have a recollection of everything

her

and she brought

advantage of, or was she the

hearing John’s voice outside her

was stunned. She slowly bustled toward

open the door; it

feel really embarrassed if she got caught

the main door. The door outside was open and

Zack had shown her before, the two people looked

a gap. “I heard something and that’s why I came here to

too wide, but it was wide enough for everyone outside

a blanket with her shoulder and

Sophia. “Close the door

and

and quickly grabbed a shirt from the suitcase and put on a

the bathroom

clothes were still on

as she did not know if John would think that she was trying to seduce

bathroom door and went to

washed as it was drenched after the two made love while

she directly pulled the bed sheet

brush her hair

outside had left, and John

whispered, “I-I must’ve had too much. You know how bad of a drinker I am. I-I