*Lynn*
Sunlight poured through the open balcony doors, now mended, the glass sparkling with a thousand colors. Heat filtered through despite winter’s strength outside. It touched my skin, and for the first time in so many years, I felt happy again.
Calix’s hands ran up my naked body, his lips kissing my bare flesh, causing gooseflesh to rise. I moaned as he slipped my nipple in his mouth, his tongue circling, seeking. His hand reached down and pressed against the small nodule there.
I groaned and part my legs, letting his fingers find what they sought.
Through the morning’s light, I could see his tangled mess of dark hair splayed out on my stomach as he traveled down my body, his kisses making me ache for him.
I reached a hand down and wrung my fingers through his locks, twisting them in my grasp and guiding his roving tongue. He groaned with the pressure but didn’t ask me to stop.