An Night to Remember, Part III
It's not just the steam in the bathroom heating things up....
He awoke before she did. The late afternoon sun, filtered through the drawn shades, filled the room with a perfect mix of muted light. Silently, not wishing to wake her, his eye traced her perfect curves, following the line from her neck to her shoulder, and on to that sexy abdomen—his eyes lingered there. She was lying on her side, facing away from him, and the top sheet loosely covered her waist, leaving her upp...