“Morning,” Marc smiles when Amaya was the first thing greets his eyes. She was lying atop of him, blushing profusely as the duvet covered their naked bodies. Legs tangled and their bodies hot.
“Did you sleep well?” nodding he grins at her shy demeanor. “You recalled anything from last night?” he chuckles when she nods again, trying to get off of him.
He likes it when she plays mute because of embarrassment. It was a sight to behold her behavior. She would look cute yet also seductive when she does. It was a turn on and he wasn't sure if she's doing it on purpose sometimes.
“Not so fast, what about my junior? I can’t wake up with blue balls. It’s too early sugarcube,” she scowls and he laughs when her hands whack his chest repeatedly.
“Okay, okay. Let’s go and draw the bath now. Or do y
