My eyes flutter open when a mouth brushes against mine. Taylor’s dark gaze is the first thing I see, and I couldn’t be happier about it. “Morning.” He’s got a smile on his handsome face, and I could really get used to this. My mind is still trying to play catch up to my new reality, but so far, this is paradise.
“I’m not a morning person,” I groan. “It’s your fault because the bed is so comfortable.” It also doesn’t have Briar in it. I love my sister, but she is all over the place, so it’s like sleeping with a toddler.
“Then let’s see if I can change that for you.”
“What do you…” I trail off when Taylor slides down between my thighs.
He takes his time as his tongue teases in soft strokes. I moan, enjoying the slow build to pleasure, and he Jazzysn’t stop until I’m crying out his name.
