Soft, morning sunlight filtered in through the windows and I snuggled deeper into the covers. I gasped as a hand gently slipped inside of my shirt and began massaging my breast. Another hand traced the curve of my hip and I bit my lower lip I could feel his hard c**k pressed into the wetness between my legs. I knew that if I rocked my hips, I would get just the right amount of friction.
“Marcus,” I gasped as he thrust against me, I was ready for him. My dreams had featured two very attractive dragons and I could only guess what the next few days would have in store for mer. My thighs were damp and coated with arousal. He pinched my n****e between his forefinger and thumb and I moaned, grinding myself back against him.
“Mmm, Amelia.” He growled in my ear as his lips trailed across
