Evan
I wake to soft, warm lips on my chest and kissing downwards. It took me a second, but I realised where I was and whose lips were on me. I lift the covers, and when I do, Brooke glances up at me.
“Good morning,” she snickers.
“Morning, sweetness. What are you doing down there?” I chuckle.
Brooke raises her brow, “What do you think I am doing? Would you like me to come out and stop?”
“No, please continue,” I smirk.
I let go of the covers, rested my head on the pillow and relaxed. Brooke’s lips trail down my stomach. Mmm, I could get used to this. She hooks my boxers in her hands, and I lift my hips so she can remove them. She pulls them down and tosses them aside.
Brooke strokes my c**k, which is already hard since it is first thing in the morning. I groan, and my hips jerk
