Mary put an arm over his torso, hugging him, and lifted one leg to rest it over his.
Both of their skin was covered in sweat and the remnants of semen that leaked between their thighs.
"I love you…" she murmured next to his ear, while giving him a kiss on the cheek.
Mark took a couple of seconds to react. He still felt the echo of the orgasm in his legs and his breathing was a little difficult.
And without saying anything he put an arm around her to pull her gently against him.
When the calm returned, the two of them lay curled up together beneath the sheets, in that quiet corner of Mary's dream world.
She rested her head against his chest and left a hand on him, tracing slow, absent circles as she stroked him gently.
Neither of them spoke; they simply stayed like that, enjoying the silence and each other's closeness.
This went on for a few minutes until Mary broke the silence.
