Cute snores welcomed Khan's awakening, but he couldn't see anything when he opened his eyes. He had to straighten his back to get out of the nest of curly hair and regain access to his vision.
Monica whimpered but didn't wake up. Khan could sit and rub his eyes before falling prey to the sweet sight. Monica had her legs on his lap, a simple blanket covered her body, and her expression embodied peace.
'I won't be able to hold back anymore.' Khan cursed, even if a smile remained on his face.
Khan and Monica had taken a significant step forward. The event had been joyous, and Khan almost couldn't believe how good it had felt.
The restraints that Khan had to put on himself for many months could be the reason behind that pleasant surprise. He could also blame the transformation for his enhanced sensations. Still, he liked to believe that Monica had something to do with that. After all, she had done a lot during that intimate moment.