*Caterina*
An intoxicating and familiar scent hit me in the blank unconsciousness that had consumed me. My eyes fluttered open as the salty sizzling smell of bacon pulled me into the waking land. Excitement pooled in the center of my stomach, and I shifted slightly, immediately regretting it as my muscles and limbs sharply ached in response.
I groaned, feeling so sore that just the thought of getting up had me flinching. There wasn’t a single part of me that wasn’t completely spent, and remembering last night, it wasn’t difficult to see why.
It was tempting to blame Elio for going overboard, but I knew I had been just as much of a willing participant, or even more so at times.
I huffed, letting my face fall straight into the pillow as I pouted. I was stuck on my stomach, my arms curled around my waist as it ached with every movement and my face fully smashed within the pillows.
