After the storm

To say she was tired was an understatement. Nebraska felt that her body was like lead. It wasn't that something hurt. Every muscle in her body was so numb that the pain was barely noticeable. Still there was a throbbing discomfort at the back of her neck that kept her from resting calmly. 

But annoying was perhaps not the right word. The feeling was ... different. In addition, the heat that caressed her skin was totally relaxing, helped by the massages to each of its limbs.

She opened her eyes slowly but with difficulty. His surroundings were not in gloom. The candlelight brought life around her, and although it was daytime, the thick dark curtains did not allow the light from outside to enter through the small bathroom windows.

She was not surprised to find himself in a bathtub with steaming water. The large hands of her husband ran over her jelly body, awakening her nerves, while he kept her lying on his che