The Morning After
A new day, a new gameI lay here awake, watching you sleep and I’m unable to get last night out of my head. The sun shines in through the slight bend of the curtains and flows along your body. Your shirt is pulled up from sleeping; exposing the bottom of your breasts and a nipple is peeking out as you lay on your back with an arm above your head.Watching your breathing start to change, I roll to my side propping myself on my elbow as a moan es...