Jaxon

I'd gotten so used to waking up next to Sara, her arms wrapped around me. Some mornings, I would wake up to feel her gentle hands stroking me, sending hot sparks throughout my body. Other times, I would wake her up by trailing kisses all the way down her face, down to her breasts, and all the way down to her thighs, hearing her moan sleepily in a rising note of pleasure. It beat any old alarm clock.

I was definitely spoiled. Now, the bed and the house ...