Ramon's finger tracing patterns on my back was enough to rouse me from my sleep. I arched an eyebrow at the innocent look on his face.
"Do you really have to do that?" I chuckled.
"Maybe I do not." His trademark smile spread on his face. "I just love to feel your skin. The texture is marvelous and a thing of beauty."
"You sure have a way with words." I blinked repeatedly.
"It is one of my many skills," he laughed. "You did say at one point that I was...what was that word again?"
"Multi-talented?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Aha."
We shared a laugh, and I rolled onto my back. His laughter faded into a mischievous smirk as his eyes settled on my breasts, a familiar lust reflecting within them.
"Don't you have something to do this morning?" I said, though I couldn't deny how much his stare
