Alessia
When I wake up a while later I somehow feel completely pleased and rested, not to mention that I feel perfectly cuddled against a large body, so instead of trying to get up and ruin the moment, I snuggle more against Jude's warm body.
We're lying spooned, with his leg between mine and his erection pressed against my buttocks, though he doesn't feel too pushy or anything, just a little happy down there.
His face is buried in the dangerous, tangled jungle that is my hair, though I could have sworn I braided my fücking hair before I went to bed.
I run my hand down his arm at my waist and stroke him for a moment, then open my eyes when I feel something a while and when I see Winona standing in front of Jude's bed, staring at us with a murderous/maternal stare I uncontrollably scr
