Early Morning
All things considered, I woke up pretty early this morning. Though I suppose that’s normal considering I’ve spent the past 4 months waking up at 5 in the morning. Though one would think that after all the traveling, unpacking, greeting family and a serious bout of welcome home sex, I’d be able to sleep in for once. Ugh. Not in any hurry to get up, I cuddle up closer to your sleeping form. The room felt rather warm last night, so the covers are all kicked down in a bunch at the bottom of the bed. I slowly pull my arm free from under your head, propping myself up on my forearm, and slowly drag my hands across the goose-bumped flesh covering your ribs. You shiver slightly and moan as I bend over and gently …