She lay in bed with her eyes closed for a while, feeling drowsy and her head heavy. At some unknown time, a large hand wrapped around her waist from behind. Instinctively, she turned and embraced him, just like many nights before, falling asleep in the warmth of his arms.
She thought it was a dream and nuzzled against his chest, wanting to soak up his warmth again.
He gently stroked her head, kissed her forehead, and then lifted her chin, pressing his lips to hers. This convinced her it was a dream—he was so tender, treating her like a precious treasure.
His soft lips carefully kissed every inch of her face—her eyelids, cheeks, the tip of her nose, and the corners of her lips. Only then did he lightly lick her lower lip, slowly slipping his tongue inside…
She was too tired to open he
