My head felt very heavy and I had the worst case of cottonmouth ever. I reached for the water bottle on my nightstand and took a big swig when I felt a hand brush my hipbone. I smiled. I quickly swiped at the black makeup smudges under my eyes I knew were there and ran a hand through my short hair before turning over. God, he was even beautiful in the morning. A small bit of stubble shadowed his face and I couldn’t take my eyes off his lips. He flipped me back over on my side so he was spooning me once again and began to kiss my neck. His fingers were still grazing over that sensitive spot between my hipbone and stomach and it was causing goose bumps to pebble my entire body. I groaned when he reached up and cupped my bare breast under my thin tank top (I don’t remember removing my bra last night but clearly it came off somehow). He ran gentle fingers over my nipple, and between that and what he was doing with his mouth at my neck, I almost came unglued. I was more than ready for him, and was about to take control again when he whispered in my ear.
