Legacy of Healing

Chapter 4: The morning after

Anastasia stirred slowly, the soft rays of sunlight filtering through the curtains warming her skin. She blinked against the light, gradually becoming aware of her surroundings.

As her eyes adjusted, she turned to find Elijah propped up on one elbow, watching her with an amused smile. A rush of warmth flooded her cheeks. His presence was both comforting and thrilling, a reminder of the night they had just shared.

"Good morning, sleepyhead," he said, his voice deep and soothing, sending a shiver of happiness through her.

"Good morning," she replied. She felt a flutter in her stomach as their eyes met, filled with a mix of excitement and uncertainty.

"What are you doing just staring at me?" she asked, trying to keep her tone light, though her heart raced.

"Just admiring the view," he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I could definitely get used to waking up next to you."

Anastasia's heart fluttered, and she glanced away, feeling a mix of shyness and excitement. "You're just being nice," she mumbled, biting her lip.

"Nope," he insisted, leaning closer. "In fact, I think we should spend the whole day in bed. Just us."

Anastasia felt nervous, remembering how previous night ended, her face grew red like tomato.

"Maybe we should get up before we spend all day in bed." She said her cheeks burning

"Or we could just stay here," he suggested, pulling her closer even more. The warmth of his body was inviting, and the world outside felt far away.

„Uhh..oh okay I guess we could, but what about breakfast?" her cheeks flushing even more.

"Who needs breakfast when we have each other?" he said, that playful smirk back on his face. He shifted closer, the warmth of his body making her pulse quicken. "Trust me, it'll be worth it."

Anastasia felt her heart race at his words, a mix of anticipation and nervousness swirling inside her. "What do you mean?" she asked, trying to sound casual.

Elijah leaned in, brushing his lips lightly against hers, sending a shiver down her spine. "Just this," he whispered, his breath warm and inviting. He gets on top of her, kissing her neck „And this.", then he started leaving trails of kisses from lips, jawline, neck and down.

Her cheeks flushed deeper „Elijah." she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

"What baby?" he replied confidently, locking his gaze onto hers. "I want to taste you, and I think you should just enjoy it."

Anastasia bit her lip, feeling a rush of boldness at his words. "Okay," she finally whispered, heart pounding.

With that, Elijah captured her lips in a deeper kiss, his warmth enveloping her completely. He went down on her and only you could hear is moaning. Time slipped away as they lost themselves in each other, their connection growing more intense.

Pulling back slightly, breathless, Elijah grinned. "See? Much better than breakfast."

Anastasia laughed, feeling her shyness fade in the warmth of his presence. "You're relentless," she teased, though the thrill of his persistence excited her.

"Just getting started," he said, tracing his fingers lightly down her arm. "Let's see what else we can discover today."

They spent the morning wrapped in each other's arms, sharing kisses and playful touches. With each gentle push from Elijah, Anastasia found herself becoming bolder, laughter and whispers filling the air as they explored their connection. 

As the hours passed, they remained cocooned in their own world, where shyness transformed into something deeper and more intimate. Every stolen kiss and gentle touch deepened their bond, turning a simple day in bed into a cherished adventure filled with love, laughter, and a sense of discovery.