Lorenzo
Aubrey had fallen asleep on my lap, her head in the crook of my neck, making me smell her sweet perfume of gardenias. Night had fallen and it was time for me to head to the club, but she was not moving and trying to wake her up was a hassle.
As I looked at her, I could see how beautiful she was. Not that she wasn’t before, but seeing her with her hair down freely and no makeup, showing the few freckles adorning her nose and cheeks was such a temptation.
And after the way she played with me was like being in heaven with her talented mouth.
“Aubrey,” I called as I shook her gently so she could wake up. She stirred, but instead of moving away, she held onto me tighter.
“Aubrey, you have to get up.”
“Ten more minutes,” she groaned while her face kept snuggling a
