Dec. 06, 2003 - 10:43 p.m.
The scent of her permeates the room, and the knowledge that she is just an arm's reach away leaves me breathless.
The filtered light from the street creeps between the blinds and illuminates the contours of her skin...the soft curves, those deliciously sexy hollows. It is impossible to resist the temptation, so I reach out and run nails barely above the surface of her flesh.
She shivers slightly as goosebumps parade over her body. I want to watch her wake slowly, her eyes glazed with sleep, a small smirk playing across her lips as if her dreams have merely been the appetizer. She is so beautiful asleep though, I won't mar the moment. The anticipation is half the fun anyway.
When I watch her sleep, she becomes restless, as if she knows my attention is focused on her. She kicks off the comforter, and throws herself onto her back, her hand resting on my stomach. A half sigh half wimper escapes her lips before she once again turns abruptly, burying her face against my breast, an arm encircling my waist, a leg capturing mine.
Despite her sleeping state, she claims me once again.
