Savannah had never been a morning person. It just wasn't in her. She had slept soundly through the night, having been exhausted by Thomas the evening before. Savannah always found sound sleep when it was in his warm, strong embrace.
For a while she thought she was dreaming. A very sexy dream of the man who was in her bed. Soft noises came from her as dream melded into reality. She felt him behind her, though her mind wasn't quite caught up to the eager response of her body.
She moved back against him as she began to wake up a little more, a soft moan coming from her as her hand went to the one on her breast.