Chapter 12
The next morning he woke up.
His face was on the softest pillow.
He felt Leila’s dark chocolate scent surrounding him.
All those tickles were everywhere, making it wanting more.
He tried to move his right hand, but it was blocked under something silky and warm.
Slowly opened his eyes.
His face was borrowed in her chest and his hand was under her torso.
He thought for a while what to do.
A smirk crawled on his face.
He made up his mind.
Slowly opened his mouth, ready to bite or muzzle the n****e before him.
But his pillow moved.
- Hey. You’re awake. How are you feeling?
She stood, moving from under him.
- I’m fine. Thank you.
He responded a little upset, not making what he wanted to.
- I must go get Kate ready.
- Could you come back? I can’t sleep without
