Lyssa
The sound of Goose's phone woke me, and I was sure he would need to leave soon. At least that's usually what happens when his phone goes off so early in the morning. And since I fell asleep with my head on his shoulder, I rolled over so he could get up, and I could go back to sleep. Except he didn't get up after checking his phone, he rolled over behind me, wrapping an arm around my waist and pulling my back into him. Slowly, he moved his hand along my body, up along my side and down my thigh, lifting it slightly until it rested on his leg, and so his erection no longer pressed against my backside. Turning my head, I looked back at him. Lifting my hand, I reached back, tangling my fingers into his hair and pulling his head toward mine. Our lips instantly find each other. Moving his
