Groaning, I stretch as the early morning light from between the curtains in my room hits my eyelids. Wondering what time it is, and if I have enough time to slip back into sleep before my alarm starts blasting, I reach for where I know my phone sits, inadvertently shifting the weight on my chest.
Only when the weight makes a small sound of protest at being moved do I remember.
Aria.
I crack my eyes open and peer down at the kitten snuggled up against me. Her hair is spread across my chest, her cheek smashed up against the skin right above my heart. Her legs are tucked up, creating the illusion in the covers of a small ball folded against my side, and her arm is slung across my abdomen.
Realizing that I'm being used as a pillow, I smile and stretch my arm out for my phone, instead of moving my body towards it.
It's 6:30AM. I generally don't get up until 7:00AM, and I'll be damned if I don't spend as much time as I can with this beautiful angle peacefully snoozing on top of me.
Setting my phone down quietly, I bring my hand to the top of her head, where I stroke her hair, pushing it away from her face.
She's so beautiful. Fresh faced from the shower we took together last night, she looks incredibly innocent, despite the memories from last night that prove her otherwise.
Once in the shower, watching the water run down her body, I couldn't resist feasting on her another two times, and she repaid me by giving me another toe curling blowjob.
My one regret? That I didn't have a detachable shower head to tease her with. I make a mental note to pick one up and install it for the next time she's here.
I'm still stroking her hair mindlessly as she begins to rouse. I capture her blue eyes with my own as they flutter open.
Fuck, I could get used to this, I think as I watch her face transform with a sleepy smile.
"Good morning handsome," she whispers.
"Good morning yourself, beautiful." I press a quick kiss to the top of her head. "How did you sleep?"
"I died. Your bed is very comfortable. Although the pillows are a little hard," she teases, poking me in the chest.
"Don't blame me for your choice of pillow," I say, twirling her hair around my finger. "You chose this. If you don't like it, you can go back to the softer pillows over there." I gesture to the empty side of the bed with her unused pillow.
"No thanks. I'm good here." She gives me a blazing smile and then throws herself over the top of me, straddling me and pressing her entire torso against mine.
"Comfortable?" I ask.
Raising her head from my chest, she props her elbows on it instead. "Very, thanks."
My dick jumps as I realize what she's doing, her squeezable tits hanging just in front of my face, sans shirt. My hands land on her waist, sliding my thumbs under the thin strips of fabric that make up her thong.
"You're playing with fire, Princess," I warn.
She smirks at me as she lowers her face to mine, nipping at my bottom lip.
"Then let's burn together."
And burn we do.
After another few rounds of pleasure, we collapse next to each other, panting.
"Holy shit, Griff," she eventually huffs out.
"I know, Princess," I grumble, pulling her against me.
"You're going to absolutely destroy me when we finally fuck, I just know it," she says, a teasing lilt to her voice.
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Unveiling Destiny
Romance~Complete!~ Meet Aria, a resilient entrepreneur whose success masks the scars of shattered trust. Resigned to the fact that she will never find a true partner, she keeps herself closed off from anyone but her friends. However, her guarded heart find...
