Sunlight streamed through the screen window, dust motes drifting in the air. Sean leaned against the headboard, absentmindedly stroking the blonde girl in his arms. Yesterday had been Gwen's birthday, and naturally, he had attended the grand dinner the New York Police Chief had thrown for his daughter.
After the birthday banquet, the two had gone together to the apartment in the Upper East Side and spent a delightful night together. The intoxicating scent of hormones ignited the fervent emotions between man and woman, ruling over their bodies, minds, and wills.
Gwen lazily opened her eyes and met Sean's tender gaze. The affection rippling in his eyes was enough to make anyone swoon.
She could not help but smile sweetly. Though a relationship between an employer and subordinate seemed somewhat inappropriate and might invite unnecessary gossip, this carefree girl had not thought that far ahead.
Gwen had always followed her heart. Sean truly made her fall helplessly for him, whether it was his mature bearing or those deep eyes that always carried a mysterious air.
If men were books, she would probably never be able to fully read the heart of this young man.
"What are you thinking about?"
Gwen's fingers played over his solid chest. She blinked, her eyes like a sparkling spring lake, radiating a seductive charm.
"A lot of things. Like what to have for breakfast. Should I eat you first, or eat you first..."
Sean teased, then lowered his head and captured her soft pink lips, freely releasing the passion in his heart.
Letting it out in moderation is good for the body and mind, he thought.
After a bout of tender lovemaking, the two finally managed to get out of bed. Gwen, exhausted, was reluctantly carried away from the soft mattress by Sean and seated