The Morning.
She wakes up, feeling refreshed and content. Her eyes slowly open revealing unfamiliar surroundings. She grins remembering where she is.
She is with him. In his bed.
Turning to look at him still sleeping, she takes a moment to appreciate him, listening to his soft deep breaths. He looks mesmerising in the morning light.
His skin, his scent, his warmth. Just inches away from her. She resists the urge to move closer to him, wanting to relish this moment for as long as possible. This moment alone to observe the greatness that is him. The moment of anticipation before he wakes up and takes her in his arms. Even though they have done this before and will do it countless times again.
She cannot help herself, stroking a strand of his gorgeous thick hair behind his ear, he stirs a little and her smile widens in anticipation of him waking.
Her body yearns for his touch, his skin against hers, his hot breath in her ear.