He was holding something soft and warm in his hand. It took him longer than it should to figure out what it was, but in his defense, he’d just come out of one of the deepest sleeps of his life. Opening his eyes, he was greeted with the top of Rebecca’s head. Sometime in the middle of the night, they’d adjusted their positions to where he was slightly above her, her head resting just below his chin. From there, he had a clear view of his hand as it cradled her breast. It was the first time he’d touched that part of her, and it only fueled his desire to strip off her clothing and continue his exploration without anything between them.
His lower half was already awake, and his current train of thought wasn’t helping. He needed to move. No matter how much he wanted Rebecca, this wasn’t the ti
