Olivia

I carefully lifted my head to check if he was awake. His eyes remained closed, and his breathing was deep and even. Thank God.

But then I felt a draft and glanced down. My t--shirt had ridden up during the night, bunched around my waist, leaving my breasts completely exposed against his chest. My nipples had hardened to tight peaks, betraying my body's reaction.

Had he seen? Had he woken during the night to find me sprawled across him, tits out, ...