Lisa's P.O.V.
I woke up to the incessant beeping of my alarm. I felt around for my phone with closed eyes, until I felt the cold glass beneath my fingertips. My fingers somehow managed to hit the right button to make the torture end. All the while Davis was buried deep inside me, having grown hard again.
I loved waking up to him still in me. There's a warmth in my chest at knowing that we've been connected all night. I groaned happily as I began to sway my hips over him. I swear I can't get enough of him. We'd done it 3 times last night already, twice before bed and once in the middle of the night. Yet here I am acting as if none of that happened. I ached for him to bring me pleasure again, to make me say his name in the most delightful way.
"Mmm. As much as I love a wake up call like
