I gently combed my wife's disheveled hair as I stared at her, sleeping soundly. She must be really tired, she's been sleeping since last night and now the sun has risen up.
I can't help chuckling, she looked even more beautiful after our hot night. Now I'm screwed, I just can't stop smiling like an utter idiot, while looking at her bare neck, face and shoulder, my member stirred up to life.
"tu dois être une sorcière, tu m'as ensorcelé," I muttered while chuckling.
I slowly moved to bury my face in between her shoulder and neck, her sweet scent immediately embraced my nostrils. My heart has been pounding hard within my ribcage but it's not yet over, because when I felt the warm of her skin, my heart raced undoubtedly fast again.
"Wake up now, baby...greet me a good morning," I whisper
