10
Wick
My schedule was all out of whack.
Instead of waking up at five for my daily run, I woke up at five, pressed into my couch with a warm weight on top of me, a ton of someone else’s hair scattered in my face, and quite possibly the worst case of morning wood I had ever experienced in my life.
My body reacted before my brain did, and I arched up my hips, seeking that heavy warmth, needing to press my ache against it. Turning my face in toward the hair, I found the nook of a feminine neck, and I wrapped my arms around her until I had a handful of ass and could grind her down on me as I rose up, connecting us just where I needed friction.
A groan rumbled from my throat. Rocket blasts of pleasure sparked behind my eyelids. I breathed in her heavenly scent and began to kiss the warm s
