A deep yawn, followed by a wide grin of satisfaction decorated her face. She had fallen asleep the previous night in Jazz’s arms, slept like a baby and dreamed like a princess in a fairy tale. The sun was bright outside her window. The sound of the shower running was music to her ears. She checked the time on her phone on the table next to her bed. It was half past eight. She knew Jazz had to be back at his hotel by 9:30 for a meeting with the president’s advance team. Oh how she wanted to spend the day, all day, with Jazz. But she knew he had serious business to take care of, no matter how much serious business in her boudoir she desired from her young hottie. She heard the shower water stop. Maybe she could get a little quickie in before he had to go, at least give him some head. She slipped her naked body from underneath the bed covers and slowly floated toward the bathroom door and opened it. The reflection of him drying his beautiful body swelled her nipples. “Hi,” she muttered sexily, slowly closing the door behind her.
