DAY 9
DAY 9I wake before my alarm sounds. I should’ve known my internal clock wouldn’t let me sleep in. The anticipation and excitement of today"s celebration wouldn’t allow it either.
I hear Oakley’s soft breathing, but instead of waking her for a quickie, I decide to let her rest a little longer and go shower. We stayed up late last night and lost count of how many orgasms I gave her. Pretty sure we broke another record.
Oakley’s a goddess between the sheets, and I love how she takes what she needs without apology. And damn, do I enjoy giving myself to her.
I undress and step under the hot stream, allowing the warmth to wake me. Just as I reach for the soap, the shower curtain peels back, and Oakley steps in. Immediately, I grin.
“Thought we could conserve water,” she tells me, taki
