Akira
I wake up with him lying half on me and his face between the crook of my neck, his breath tickling me. I lazily bring my hand to his hair and run my fingers through them, sighing at the feel their silky softness.
My face warms up as I remember the biblical sin we have done earlier, though it didn't feel sin at all if not heaven.
Heavenly is the only word I could describe that.
I suppress a groan as the image start forming in my head.
Images of him licking me. Fingering me. Inside me.
Oh god, I clench my legs tighter and try to get rid of them for I'm too bloody sore to think about them now.
Think of something else Ira.
Yeah something else.
Like grandma.
Grandma!
Crap!
I turn to the nightstand beside bed and grab my phone that I noticed earlier. It's eleven am, oh hell t
