Shania’s POV
Leah spent the night last night, and I am happy, but nervous when I wake up in her arms this morning, naked. She wakes as soon as she feels me move. “Morning Beautiful” she croaks. “f**k, my chords are dehydrated.”
I laugh, “Good morning” I say coyly.
She pulls me into a tight hug, then breaks away abruptly saying “I need to pee”, then races to the bathroom. I use the opportunity to get out of bed and put on a robe. I’m feeling uncertain, about how she feels this morning, and also how I feel. My fuzzy mind conjures memories from last night. They are like little clicks, followed by different images...Click...Leah kissing me...Click... Leah nibbling on my nipples...Click...Leah's head between my thighs...Click...Click...
When Leah comes out of the bathroom, still nude, and
