Chapter 3: Chapter 3
The warm sunlight seeped through the curtains of our bedroom, casting gentle rays onto my naked body as I lay nestled beside Joel. My lover's strong arms wrapped around me tightly, his chest rising and falling slowly as he slept peacefully, not knowing what awaited us both once he opened his eyes. His morning erection rested against my thigh, reminding him - and myself - of how much we desired each other.
In the dim light filtering into our room, I could see the outline of his muscular frame cast across the sheets. His eyes were closed, allowing himself a momentary reprieve before the day began.
But soon enough, reality would set back in, and he would be awakened by the world outside. As it was, right now, all that mattered was the woman lying next to him, her soft skin pressed up against his own. For a brief second, neither of them moved; then, like clockwork, Joel stirred slightly, rolling over towards me. With sleep still clouding his vision, he asked groggily, "Morning."
His voice rumbled beneath me like distant thunder, sending shivers down my spine.
"Morning," I replied breathlessly, pressing my lips firmly against his neck. This morning wasn't going to go unnoticed by anyone who knew us well. Our passionate embraces were often too difficult to hide. We didn't try to hide them either – after years apart, our desire for one another burned stronger than ever.
Our hands found themselves exploring the contours of one another’s bodies.
Each touch was electrifying, drawing us closer together. In response to his touches, my nipples became erect underneath his fingers, causing him to moan softly. He shifted lower, tracing lazy circles along my stomach until finally reaching the thin strip of hair that ran downwards. With each pass of his finger, my breath hitched in anticipation. The feeling of his fingertips dancing over my wet folds heightened my arousal further, making me arch my back instinctively.