Late Night Surprise_(1)
I slip silently through the door, moving without any noise to give away my presence. Twisting the handle, I close the door without so much as a squeak to alert you. I move to the side of your bed without further delay, smiling down at you. You begin to stir when my shadow falls over your body. Moving fast, I press my hand to your mouth when your eyes fly open, the startled sound suppressed less than I would like. Once your eyes adjust to the semi-darkness, you visibly relax, smiling against my palm. With a nod, I slide my hand away from your face and downward. You shiver when I reach your stomach, where the hem of your shirt is bunched up. Your skin is heated to the touch as I slip my fingers …