47: Light up the Candles

I'm up in a second, when I feel hot breath next to my face. It wasn't the ray of sun, like other mornings, but the fact that Damien was kissing my neck softly. I spring to my side, careful not to lie on my tummy. My hands cup his scruffy jaw which he so dearly need to shave, but I'm too much of a bitch to tell him because it makes him look sinfully hot.

"Good morning" I smile. He responded with a guttural sound. His lips not leaving my neck. He sucked and bit at he sensitive flesh there. My hands run through his hair.

He kisses me softly moving his lips against mine like he has all the time in the world. When he licks my bottom lip with his tongue, I don't let him in at first, wanting to tease him. But Damien becomes impatient, groaning into my mouth and squeezing my hip so I give him what he ask for and a moan escape my lips, at the first touch as his tongue touches mine.

I wrap my hand round his neck and reposition, so I don't hav