Mandy was having the most delightful dream. Hands and lips exploring soft, smooth flesh. The dim glow of candles making the scene even more sultry. She wasn't sure when dream morphed into reality, but she certainly wasn't disappointed.
Her body positively hummed at his touch. She stretched, her hand reaching out for him blindly. She wasn't quite ready to open her eyes yet. It seemed that being with Nathan meant slow-waking mornings were a common, treasured occurance.
She smiled, her body arching toward his touch as his hand moved over her. There truly wasn't a better way to wake up on Christmas morning.