Calista POV
“Baby…” I opened my eyes but did not move.
“Hmm?” We were still at the hotel sleeping. My back to his front. His face nuzzled at the back of my head.
“Stop poking me.”
“Not poking. I’m sleeping.”
Sleeping my ass.
But he was poking me. I could feel his c**k behind poking me on my backside. A few more movements and he can already have a go if he has intentions. However, he stopped when I called him out.
I reached for his hand on my thigh then held it around my waist. I went back to sleep only to wake up a few moments after with his hand rubbing my clit softly. His fingers moved back to my v****a, going around the entrance. I was already wet and I could hear the squishy sound my wetness was making.
“Aaron…seriously?”
“I’m so sorry.” I could feel him breathe out. “My hand
