Jill
The light filtering into the room slowly woke me up. As my eyelids started to open, I noticed tufts of hair in front of my eyes.my hand moved, and I felt hard muscles underneath it.
I slowly lifted my head up to see the pillow I was sleeping in was, in fact, Eric. I didn’t dream about it last night. I actually was with Eric.
A smile formed on my face as I thought of us last night. It was amazing, he made me feel so alive many times last night. I lifted my hand and with my finger, lightly traced the stubble on Eric’s chin.
He stirred slightly with a moan. His eyes slowly opening.
“Morning.” He said in a low grumbly voice to me.
“Morning.” I whispered to him.
Eric smirked and said, “You don’t have to whisper.”
I laid my head back down on his chest. His arm was already around me
