Dom's POV
She nodded, her eyes still heavy and sleepy. I turned my back to her and kept my eyes on the wall. I heard the rustle of fabric as she moved under the covers. The sound of her shifting, then the soft sounds of her pulling my shirt over her head and sliding into the boxers. I tried not to imagine what she looked like right then — her full breasts bare for a second, those soft curves filling out my shirt, the boxers sitting low on her hips. It was harder than it should have been. My c**k was still hard, pressing against my zipper, and I had to take a slow breath to steady myself.
“I’m done,” she said after a minute. Her voice was small and a little sleepy, but there was something else in it too. Something warm.
I turned around. She had pulled the covers up to her chest, but I co
