P E Y T O N
I woke up with a possessive arm over my waist and something hard poking me in my back, as my eyes fluttered open it took me a minute to realise where I was and who was behind me. I abruptly turned around to see Eli’s eyes are still closed. I couldn’t help but stare at him, he looked so peaceful, and handsome, his jaw line was prominent, his lips so full and juicy. His bare, hard and built chest was on display for me to have the taking, his pecks were defined with a large tattoo starting at his left peck up onto his shoulder and down the top of his biceps stopping just before his elbow, I couldn’t help but admire the beauty I didn’t want him to know I saw.
“Like what you see, cupcake.” His eyes still closed and his voice sleepy and husky, and dare I say sexy?
I let out a litt
