Emma’s POV
I felt fingers trailing all over my face. Grumbling, I tried taking them off, but then I heard a soft chuckle, and even in my sleep, I knew to whom it belonged.
“Wake up, little bird,” he whispered, but I grumbled and tossed to the other side of the bed. Another soft chuckle left his lips, but then he stopped, or so I thought, until I felt fingers making their way through my thighs. With my eyes closed, I could easily recognize the touch.
“Will you wake up, little bird, or should I wake you up my own way?” I heard his words in my ear, and I grumbled within me, but my eyes were still closed.
Not getting a response from me, I felt his hand move its way to my privates. I wasn’t wearing underwear, so he easily located my p***y and began teasing me with his fingers. A soft moan
