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As early as five in the morning, he woke up. He blinked his eyes as he tried to get them adjusted to the little light coming in from the moon through the window.

Then he felt softness pressed warmly against him and he looked down to behold her calm sleeping glorious face illuminated by the morning moonlight and everything that had happened the previous night and the early hours of the morning came rushing into his head.

They had had sex. No. The better word was, they had made love. He had tried to take it as just casual sex during the deed, but the wave of emotions and passion that flowed between them was so intense that it couldn't be described as just casual sex.

If felt so natural. So right. He didn't feel guilty which made him wonder why. No matter how hard he forced himself to feel guilty, something kept telling him that he hadn't done anything wrong.

He looked at her again. She was so beautiful. And he wasn't just talking about her face.

The sex had been earth shattering and h