Brushing his knuckles down the length of her arm, Aidan savored the feel of her tiny body curled into him. It was a long awaited moment; one he wished he could wake up to every morning. His voice was barely a whisper in her ear as he nuzzled against the curve of her neck. His warm breath skated over her skin, sending goose-bumps down the length of her back, to his delight. “How’d you know I wasn’t sleeping?” As she tilted her face to his, Aidan cupped her cheek, laying a soft kiss on the corner of her smile. “You wiggle when you wake up,” he teased, tickling her hip and pulling her tighter when she tried to squirm away. “So what were you thinking about?” “You.” The feel of her curves, against his body and her firm ass against his hard-on stirred his senses awake. His hands surrendered to the need to cup her breast as her fingers traipsed up and down his arm. “Me, huh?
