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Ian
Waking up with Blake in my arms was the best kind of t*****e. I’d never been much of a morning person, but I was up with the sun watching her sleep despite my severe lack of sleep. It was well worth it to spend the night showing her how much I loved her and to be able to watch her as she slept.
When she finally stirred, her backside brushed against me first. She froze for a second and her eyes popped open. Then a beautiful smile curled her lips and her eyes slid closed again. She stretched and pressed her backside against me again, and I couldn’t hold back my needy groan.
I slid my hand tighter around her belly and drifted to cup her breast. A breath shuddered through her when I brushed my thumb over her n****e.
“Ian,” she breathed.
I f*****g loved the way she said my name. Th
