Chapter Four
Fox
THE NEXT MORNINGI woke with a warm, very bare female ass tucked up against my morning wood. Just how every man liked to rise. Literally.
A smile lit my lips.
Keeping my eyes closed, I found the hip connected to that ass and ran my fingers over soft curves before dipping toward her waist. With firm breasts as my target, I slipped my palm up the side of her rib cage, moving slowly as not to miss an inch of all the loveliness in between.
Just before I got myself a handful of luscious lumps, however, a moan reverberated through her, and not one of those yes-give-it-to-me moans, either. No, this was clearly an ugh-he-wants-s*x-again whimpers. She even wiggled a centimeter away.
Damn it. It appeared as if I was going to have to work for my breakfast today.
Changing tracks
