Still mostly asleep, she was dreaming of gentle hands gliding over her body. Down the side of her face, under her chin, splayed fingers drawn over her throat and between her breasts. A hand cupped her, thumbing an erect nipple before sliding along her side, her waist, settling on her hip.
She felt the pressure of someone straddling her thighs, but then the hands reversed course. Moving from hips to stomach, a thumb teasing her navel was replaced with a tongue. Gentle kisses trailed up her body, a talented mouth capturing her nipple. She gasped fully awake now.
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