Early Sunday morning, I wake to Leo wrapped around me like a ribbon. His hot body making me sweat. I slide from under him and get out of his bed with the sheet wrapped around me. I gather my clothes, tiptoeing from the room. In the kitchen, I sit my clothes in the chair and start a pot of coffee. As I move around, I become aware of just how many muscles were used last night. Everything is sore but my V took most of the blow. Each time I clench my core, I'm reminded of my deed.
While waiting for coffee, I go ahead and scramble some eggs and make toast. As I'm fixing myself and Leo a plate, a pair of strong arms wrap about my waist. I jump, turning around "Leo, you scared the crap out of me. I was going to bring you breakfast in bed" I smile, taking in his sleepy appearance. Something I'm d
