FINN DAVIS
Steady rise and fall.
A slow intake of air. She wheezed as she exhaled peacefully. Her eyelids were a shade darker than the skin of her alluring face. My hands itched to touch her face… just to feel the softness under my palm.
I must have done something in my past life to be lucky enough to be with a woman like her. Her gentle snores were like music to my ears and, despite knowing that I should leave, I couldn't bring myself to disturb her peacefulness.
Her thin lips parted slightly… the sight of them took my breath away and flashes of how they fit perfectly with mine flooded my mind. The memories of the night rushed in after them and sent strong shivers downward… to my morning wood.
“Mmmhhh.”
I groaned quietly… well, as quietly as I could.
Not only did I kiss her on
