" The wolf who does not sleep is a wolf to be weary of."
I Woke up with my mouth open and drooling on Caspian's neck. I squeaked and slowly sat up hoping not to wake him. He was smiling at me. Already awake.
Damn it! He smiled bigger and wiped my lip.
"Sleep well?" He chuckled. And I did. Heavily.
"Yeah…" I took my shirt to wipe his neck. Embarrassed.
His hand brushed my bare stomach and it sent heat through my body. I shivered and my eyes snapped to his blue ones.
His palm cupped my bare side.
"Your skins so soft.." He whispered looking at my lips. I leaned in to meet him and he tasted so sweet. His thumb rubbed circles just under my ribs. Ugh his touch felt so good. I leaned closer, shifting to straddle him. This was insane. I don't remember one point in my life being this physi
