2. 25. 1. Anxiety And Angst

Morning had come at last. I had woken upto someone caressing my arm softly, placing kisses on the back of my hand so delicately. It almost made me groan in pleasure.

My eyes opened to Justine in my arms as I cocooned her from behind. My face buried in her neck.

I couldn't help but take a deep whiff of her scent within me. It was the sweetest scent ever. Of our lovemaking and her entirely wrapped in it.

I had made sure to do a pretty good job of it.

Just for good measure, I kissed her bare shoulder softly, a little lazily as if it was not a Monday morning and still, Sunday.

Sensing my wakeful state, Justine arched her back into my chest just slightly before turning her head just a bit as if asking for one.

Knowing the answer to her silent request, I pressed my lips to hers. The feeling of fullness, a certain completely washed over me in that moment. I wanted to pull her in deep with the sweep of my tongue and a lot more.

But we knew better, that one thing would lead to another and befo