“Good morning, my devil….”Andy hoarse as she snuggled closer on her husband’s hard chest. Running her hand on his toned abs, “Wake up…” she whispered again.
It had been a month since they got engaged, and they were currently resting on the bed in a cabin house Damien rented for their weekend getaway.
Damien scowled, eyes still close. “Go away.” He said as he felt still sleepy.
He and Andy arrived late last night after driving for four hours to reach the cabin by the forest he reserved for them.
“I don’t want….” Andy hoarse for a second time, gently rubbing his naked chest, hands moving down to his morning wood.
Chuckling, still, eyes closed, “Stop…” he protested in his croaky voice.
Giggling, Andy spoke, “Nope…”, popping p at the end.
“You’re a be
