~ Russia, St. Petersburg ~
It was past noon, and Corey and Merve were in bed, under the covers.
"We should go and take some photos…", Merve reminded Corey who stuck close to her and inhaled her scent while running his fingers through her hair.
They ordered room service for breakfast, and other than a quick shower, they didn't leave the bed since they woke up.
Corey tightened his hold on Merve. "Later."
"But…"
Merve's words disappeared when his hand snaked toward her core and his fingers moved between her wet folds.
"I said, later…", Corey said with a smug smile when he saw that her eyes became unfocused. He knew that her whole body was buzzing, and he didn't let her come down from her high.
Corey loved that he has this power over Merve, and he wished that they can stay in this bed forever.
"But… your mother…", she managed to say.