CHAPTER 5
I wake up, still locked in a big pair of arms, and manage to tap the clock. My God, it's 6 AM, Saturday, 2-12-11! Through the cobwebs it takes a moment for me to be sure we don't have to work today, but then I smile when I realize it's Saturday, and I've got him all to myself! I sure as hell hope he doesn't think he's going to play golf! For a while I just nestle against his body, his slow steady breathing soothing me, and I relish his smooth soft warmth.
My mind is perfectly satisfied with this, but my body is not. My n*****s are pressed against his chest, and I feel them slowly but surely crinkle and harden, forming rocky little buds with rounded tips.
The sensation of his warm skin against them now sends signals straight to my p***y. I manage to repress the moan, but I can
