Cordelia Patton woke up to find a pair of large, warm hands moving insistently over her body. They cupped her full breasts, the thumbs tweaking her n*****s, then they slid down the curve of her generous hips, before coming to rest on her upper thighs. She smiled, curled in closer to Hunter ‘Sully’ Sullivan’s chest.
“Hey, baby,” he said, his breath ruffling her hair. “Did I wake you up?”
“Mmmmm-hmmm,” she said sleepily. “But I think you meant to.”
Those hands moved around her waist now, down her back. Gently, he cupped her softly-rounded ass, pulled her up tight against his lower body. She made a sound of contentment when Hunter’s erection pressed into her stomach.
“I did not,” Hunter said, his voice husky. “It was totally an accident.”
She gave a small laugh.
“… But now that you are
