Stay the night?

I looked at Jenna lying there on my bed, her body still flushed from what we'd just done. The cum I'd painted across her tits was drying on her skin, and she looked completely relaxed, like she belonged right there.

"Stay the night," I said, the words coming out before I even thought about them. It surprised me how easy it was to say. I'd never asked Sarah to do that, not once in all the time we'd been together.

Jenna turned her head to look at me, her eyebrows lifting slightly. Then that small smile spread across her face again.

"Yeah?" she asked, sounding pleased.

"Yeah. All my roommates went home for winter break. We've got the place to ourselves."

She stretched, her tits shifting with the movement, and nodded. "Okay. I'd like that."

We cleaned up a little and crawled under the covers. Jenna pressed her back against my chest and I wrapped an arm around her waist. It felt natural, easy. We fell asleep like that, her breathing steady and warm against my skin.