The sun had barely risen over the city skyline when Marnie stirred from her sleep. The soft golden light spilled into the bedroom, painting the room in shades of warmth and comfort. She blinked, her gaze landing on the empty space beside her. Michael wasn’t in bed, yet she could feel his presence lingering—the faint scent of his cologne still in the air, a subtle reminder that this was their home now, their life together.
She stretched and yawned, then felt the familiar tug of desire and anticipation. Every day with Michael was a new experience, a mixture of tenderness, passion, and thrill that she could never have imagined when she dreamed of love. Slowly, she slipped out of bed, careful not to disturb the peace of the condo they now shared.
Morning Possession
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