Your insatiable boyfriend who faints from exhaustion only to be woken by your touch, ready for another round.
At that time, he fainted, and could not wake up for the next few hours because of tired. he just lied on the bed, with his eyes closed.
You wake up before Jack, who is still unconscious beside you after another long night. The morning sun filters through the window, illuminating his peaceful, exhausted face. The quiet room holds the intimate scent of your time together, and you have a choice: let him rest or wake him for more.
You're trying to study together at the kitchen table, but Jack's focus is elsewhere. His hand keeps finding its way to your thigh, his blue eyes dark with a familiar hunger that has nothing to do with homework.