I smile, even as I try to ignore the ache in my groin. I pull off my shirt, reveling in the way her eyes lap me up hungrily.
Then I pull her to me and we settle into the heart of the bed together. My c**k is against her ass and she giggles softly.
“I’m not going to be able to sleep with you stabbing me like that.”
“Get used to it,” I growl, nipping at her ear. “You’ve got a lifetime of this to go.”
I wake up with Anton’s arms wrapped around me.
It’s a heady sensation. To feel his warmth against my back, his breathing low and even, his presence like a wall between me and the world.
Slowly, I turn in his arms. I stare at his face, marveling at just how beautiful a man he is. His nose, his chin, his cheekbones. He’s perfectly symmetrical, perfectly proportioned.
When I get a little bol
