Faith
I came awake slowly, from probably the most sensual dream I had ever had. In it Asher had been kissing down my body with his soft lips, leaving no part of my skin untouched.
It was as if he was trying to map out every dip and curve and commit it to his memory.
Moaning softly I stretched and my hand came to rest on silky hair. My eyes fluttered open as I ran my fingers through the soft strands.
“Good morning beautiful.” Asher placed a kiss to the side of my belly button , before resting his head there. His dark eyes seemed wide awake.
It hadn’t been a dream at all. Asher had been kissing me all over. Still half asleep I smiled down at him.
“Morning.” I didn’t move my hand and his smile grew wider as I played with his hair.
“Did you sleep well?” He sounded almost shy. As if he
