It took Valentina an extra five minutes to pull herself together after her second orgasm.
She opened her eyes to find Luciano staring at her with an amused glint in his eyes.
Suddenly too shy to look at him, she threw her face to the side.
"Seriously?" He laughed.
"It's not funny." She groaned into the pillow.
"No it's not," he stroked her back with his fingers. "For what it's worth, you don't feel different. I didn't think it was possible, but you feel even better. Childbirth didn't ruin anything, Bella."
Slowly, she took the pillow away from her face, and looked at him.
"You're probably just saying that so I don't feel bad."
"Is that what you really think?"
"I gave birth to twins. Surely–"
He climbed on top of her before she could complete her words, and kissed the rest of the bullshit she was about to spew away.
Valentina tasted herself in his lips, and smiled internally. "Not bad." She gave herself a pat in the back.
