ILIANA'S POV
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Waking up on the couch, the light shining through the window blinds me. I try sitting up, but a strong arm wraps around me, holding me tighter to his chest. His very hard, very naked chest. His hand squeezes my breast, his chin resting on top of my head, and his c**k pressing against my ass. f**k, we fell asleep. I nudge my elbow into his ribs, "Drystan," I hiss his name as I try to lift his arm. He hums as a response, but he doesn't let me go. "Move your arm," I demand, and he does, but his hand grabs my hip, and he pulls my ass against his aroused shaft, rolling his own hips. He leans forward, burying his face into my hair and inhales deeply, "Why are you awake yet?" he sounds displeased, like I should still be sleeping, but how can I with the sun shining right into my
