The morning light filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I stirred first, the lingering warmth of the night before still wrapped around us like a comforting blanket. My arm was draped over her waist, my hand resting on the curve of her hip, and I couldn’t resist the urge to pull her closer, savoring the feel of her body against mine.
My Princess—was still asleep, her dark hair splayed out on the pillow, her face peaceful in the early morning light. Her skin glowed, a soft blush tinting her cheeks. I loved waking up like this, with her beside me, the world quiet and still.
Unable to resist, I leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to her shoulder, then to her neck, my lips trailing up to the spot just below her ear. She stirred, a soft hum escaping her as she slowly woke up. Her eyes fluttered open, dark and still heavy with sleep, and she smiled when she saw me.
“Good morning, Love,” I murmured, my voice husky with the remnants of sleep.
“Morning, Lovey,” she whispered back, her voice soft and sweet. She turned in my arms, facing me, her hand coming up to rest on my chest. Her touch was light, almost teasing, as her fingers traced small circles over my skin.
I couldn’t help but smile, leaning down to capture her lips in a slow, lingering kiss. She responded immediately, her lips parting under mine as she pressed closer, her body molding to mine. My hand slid up her side, gently kneading the soft flesh of her waist, savoring the way she responded to my touch.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered against her lips, pulling back just enough to look into her eyes. I loved the way her dark eyes softened when she looked at me, the way they seemed to deepen with every word I spoke. “Every part of you is perfect, Bansot. My favorite.”
She blushed, her cheeks flushing a deeper pink, but she didn’t shy away. Instead, she reached up, cupping my face with both hands as she pulled me into another kiss, this one deeper, more urgent. My hands roamed over her body, savoring the softness of her skin, the way she responded to every touch.
I let my hands wander lower, sliding over the curve of her hips, down to her thighs, before moving back up, exploring every inch of her with slow, deliberate movements. She sighed into the kiss, her hands moving to tangle in my hair, pulling me closer as our bodies pressed together.
“I could stay like this forever,” I murmured against her lips, my voice filled with affection.
She smiled, a soft laugh escaping her. “Mmm, me too. But we should get up eventually.”
“Eventually,” I agreed, but I had no intention of moving just yet. Instead, I rolled us over, pinning her beneath me as I continued to kiss her, my hands exploring every inch of her body. I loved the way she felt under me, the way she responded to every touch, every kiss.
I trailed my lips down her neck, over her collarbone, until I reached her chest. I paused, looking up at her as I kissed each of her breasts, taking my time to savor the softness of her skin, the way her breath hitched in response. “You’re perfect,” I whispered, my voice thick with emotion. “Every inch of you.”
She moaned softly, arching into my touch as I kissed lower, my hands sliding down her sides, gently kneading her hips. I could feel her body responding to mine, the way she pressed closer, her hands gripping my shoulders as if she never wanted to let go.
“Knight,” she breathed, her voice filled with need.
I smiled against her skin, loving the way she said my name. “I’m here, Love. Always.”
I continued to kiss down her body, savoring every inch of her, until I reached her thighs. I took my time, kissing the sensitive skin there, before trailing back up, my hands sliding over her hips, holding her steady as I moved.
