Fireside Love by S.L. Sterling Tour
I rolled over onto my side and saw someone lying beside me,
his hand over his face as he gently snored. I thought nothing of
it and laid my head on my pillow and closed my eyes, but then
the realization hit. Who the hell was in bed with me?
I blinked a couple of times to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.
The blankets lay resting on his hips, those deeply carved V
lines prominent against the blanket. My eyes traveled up to his
solid eight-pack, then to his large, bulky chest and strong
shoulders. I didn’t need to see his face to know who it was. I
had been dreaming of licking those lines and running my hands
over his chest since my teen years.
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