Imperfections

"I've never had such a cataclysmic orgasm in my life." Heavy breaths passed through his lips. Moments later when both of them settled down, Ileus picked her up and made her stand in water with him. Opening her messy bun, he stroked her hair with his fingers. "I want to return the favor, Anastasia," he whispered. 

She just stood there against his chest with her hands wrapped around him, feeling comforted, relaxed and satisfied. His shaft was pulsating in between them. "I am— happy this way." With her eyes closed, surrounded by his woodsy and misty smell, she thought she was on the top of the world. Why was it so good when she was with him? It was as if she didn't want to go anywhere else. It was as if she belonged to him and he belonged to her. The thought made her body shudder.

Wait. What? She wanted to reason but her mind pushed away all the reasoning.