Alice’s POV:
He held me close.
Too close.
I slap his forearm. “Neilson, wake up. I can’t breathe.”
He mumbled some incoherent words than resumed in breathing hot air down my neck. I grunted but stopped when I felt his hand stroking my ass.
I pinched his waist. “You’re awake!”
He laughed, a hearty husky laugh as he rolled onto his back. “Yeah,” he resumed his initial position but held me lighter.
There was a moment of peace lingering in the air as we stared at each other.
“You’re okay with it? Really okay?”
I nod, shoving his face back. “The only thing I’m not okay with is your morning breath.”
He smiled than exhaled air on my face. I kicked him back, but he held down my legs. “Breathe it! Inhale the scent of your puss-”
“Neilson! Get off of me!” I scream, wiggling my body away
