5. saturday.

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the bright sunshine which peeked through the blinds woke you up. you were in karissa's bed, remembering the events from the night before.

it started with a couple simple kisses, but soon turned into a long night of passionate, loving sex.

you picture karissa's slim, muscular body on top of you, as her fingers curl inside of you. your legs felt sore, as you tried to escape from the warm bed to make coffee. you felt karissa's hands wrap around your waist, as she whispers not to go.

"mm, please don't go. we can order coffee." karissa whispers, resting her head on your pillow.

"how'd you know i was gonna get coffee?"

"because i know you, love."

"oh yeah? if you know me so well, tell me my favorite color."

"purple. but sometimes pink. for outfits, you tend to wear neutral colors, so you can style accessories better to match."

"are you stalking me?"

"nope. i just pay attention."

"well, that's a very good trait to have."

"mhm. now come hereee. i wanna hold you."

"do you?" you say, turning to face karissa.

"i do. if you'll let me."

"of course."

you cuddle up next to karissa, and she wraps an arm around you. she taps her fingers on your abdomen, making you laugh.

"that tickles." you say, laughing.

"you want me to stop?"

"mm, no."

"okay, love. was i okay last night? i feel like i was a little too rough."

"it was perfect. you're perfect."

karissa smiles, "you give too many compliments, angel."

"you think so? my legs are a little sore, though."

"awh, i'm sorry. you wanna take a bath or something?"

"oh, i couldn't ask you to do that."

"i insist. come on."

you smile, grateful for karissa's caring nature. "okay, that sounds lovely."

"perfect."

karissa kisses your shoulder before standing up, and stretching.

you do the same, yawning as you follow karissa into her bathroom.

she bends over and turns the water on, holding her finger under the spout until it turns hot with steam.

"here, feel if its too hot."

you dip your hand in the white, porcelain tub of water. "nope, it's perfect."

"okay, love. i'll let you be." karissa opens her closet, and squeezes some dove soap into the bathtub, creating bubbles. she sets a white towel on the stool next to the tub, and stands by the door.

"thank you, karissa."

"of course, morgan." she blows you a kiss, closing the door behind her.

you smile, stepping into the tub. you let your body submerge into the warm water, immediately feeling relaxed.

after soaking for about 20 minutes, you step out, feeling relaxed and in love.

you wrap the towel around your body, unplugging the tub. walking to the mirror, you wash your face, wiping away any makeup from the night before.

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