A sigh left me with the continuous feathery kisses gliding down my neck and shoulder, when the gentle yet possessive touch of a pair of calloused hands over my curves pulled me out of the sleep.
His hot breath fanned across the skin of my neck. A raspy deep groan reverberated through his chest when his palms slided over mine.
"So perfect…" husky voice murmured into my ear.
A gasp slipped my lips as he softly bit on the skin of my throat. My eyes fluttered open to the shadowed room. The curtains blocked the sunlight out, only some rays of light peeked through the gaps.
And then I found a pair of beautiful stormy grey eyes peering into mine. With some strands of his ruffled bed hair falling over his forehead, a day's old stubble across his sharp jaw and that familiar intense look of his whenever he looked at me left me breathless; as always.
"Good morning, my beautiful Rose.
