"Aftermath"

As they lay there, gasping for air, Kenzy's gaze drifted down to her ruined dress, which was still tangled around her waist. She let out a soft laugh, her body still thrumming with aftershocks. "That was my favorite dress," she said, her voice laced with amusement. "You ripped it." Alex's eyes locked onto hers, a sheepish grin spreading across his face. "Sorry," he said, his voice husky with desire. "I guess I got a little carried away." Kenzy chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "A little carried away?" she repeated, her voice teasing. "You completely destroyed it." Alex shrugged, his shoulders rising and falling in a lazy motion. "It was worth it," he said, his eyes burning with desire. "You were worth it." Kenzy's cheeks flushed with heat, her body responding to the intensity in his gaze. She reached out, her hand brushing against his jaw. "I suppose it was worth it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. As they lay there, their bodies still entwined, Kenzy couldn't help but think about the dress. She had bought it on a whim, and it had quickly become one of her favorites. Now, it was ruined, torn and tattered beyond repair. Alex seemed to sense her thoughts, his eyes locking onto hers. "I'll buy you a new one," he said, his voice low and husky. "Anything you want." Kenzy smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "You're not going to buy me a new dress every time you get a little carried away, are you?" she teased. Alex's grin grew wider, his eyes burning with desire. "If it means I get to keep getting carried away with you, then yeah, I'll buy you a whole wardrobe," he said, his voice husky with passion. Kenzy laughed, her body responding to the intensity in his gaze. She knew that she was in trouble, that she was falling for Alex hard and fast. But as she looked into his eyes, she knew that she wouldn't have it any other way. As they lay there, their bodies still entwined, Kenzy felt a sense of peace wash over her. It was a fleeting moment, one that she knew wouldn't last. But for now, she was happy to bask in the afterglow of their passion, to let herself get lost in the intensity of their desire. Alex's eyes seemed to bore into hers, as if he could see the thoughts racing through her mind. He reached out, his hand brushing against her cheek. "What are you thinking?" he asked, his voice low and husky. Kenzy smiled, her eyes locking onto his. "I'm thinking that I'm in trouble," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Alex's grin grew wider, his eyes burning with desire. "You're in trouble," he repeated, his voice husky with passion. "But I'm glad you're in trouble with me."