53~Is it always sex to you?

Rose's POV

I let out an annoyed groan as the sunlight streamed into my room. I covered my face with my blonde hair, trying to avoid the harsh rays.

My naked body was pressed to a warm chest and I snuggled into him tightly. I was so fucking tired after last night. Tristan has never disappointed me, not even once. He was that good in bed, but unfortunately I couldn't give him what he wanted.

I knew it wouldn't be long before he would get tired of waiting for me.

I was on the verge of going back to sleep when he rubbed my bare back and ran his soft hands through my hair. He placed a kiss on my neck, causing me to let out a moan. “Morning Rose.” He murmured groggily.

“Morning,” I replied, unenthusiastically. I wasn't really a morning person. I hated mornings. But thankfully today was Saturday. My day off.

I placed a kiss on his neck, feeling him hardening underneath me. I placed my legs on either side of him, straddling him. “Aren't you sore?” He asked in amusement.

I didn't respond, tr