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kissed the top of her head and revelled in the
contentment I felt.  Soon enough, the darkness of slumber fell upon me and
whisked me away.

Chapter 4
    I woke up, my arm numb with the annoying sensation
of pins and needles.  I was about to roll over when I realized I had, something
or rather, someone weighing me down.
    Last night’s events came flooding back like a
freight train.  The scent of her shampoo fluttered through the air, courtesy of
my open window, and my heart began to flutter.  I turned to look at Alissa who
was curled up in a ball, on her side and smiled.
    It wasn’t a dream .
    I pulled her back into my chest and she uncurled
her body allowing it to lean into me.  Kissing her shoulder, I settled my head
down with my cheek pressed against the back of her head, forgetting all about
my dead arm and closed my eyes.
    Just a bit longer.
     
    Alissa stirred.  I groaned when she performed a
small cat stretch that propelled her butt into my crotch.  The sensation made
me dizzy with lust and I felt my cock harden.  I was thankful that she had rolled
over onto her back so I didn’t have to embarrass myself.
    I smiled down at her.  “Good morning.”
    “Hi.”  She returned my smile and rolled onto her
side to hug me.  Her head pulled away as she looked up at me, her brow arched
and she giggled.  “Well, someone’s happy this morning.”
    “Ignore him .”  I laughed and kissed her forehead. 
Pulling her closer, she groaned.  “You okay?”
    “Yeah, I just need the bathroom.”
    Jumping out of bed, she grabbed the bed sheet and
wrapped it around herself before disappearing into the bathroom.
     
    I rolled onto my back and laced my fingers behind
my head, thinking of what to do for the day.  Rummaging through memories of various
online conversations between us, I remembered that Alissa loved the outdoors so
I figured that I’d conjure something up to do with one of our common interests.
     
    My mind was so busy finalizing the details to my
plans that I hadn’t noticed her presence in the room until I felt the mattress dip
beside me.
    “What are you thinking so hard about?” she asked.
    I grabbed her hand and pulled her closer.  “If I
told you, I’d have to kill you and I can’t have that.  I like you too much.”  My
free hand pulled on the sheet so it fell away from her.  Quick as a cat, she
bunched the material in a fist and clutched it to her chest but never made a
move to tuck it back in.
    “That doesn’t seem like much fun.”
    “Exactly, hence why I’m not telling you,” I said.
    The glimmer of mischief filled her eyes.  “I bet I
could make you spill,” she said and let go of the sheet.  It pooled around her
butt and thighs.  She sat there, hovering above me with dishevelled hair, her
skin bared from the waist up.
    I swallowed hard.  “A-and how would you do that?”
    You’ve got to love that feminine wile and Alissa
had it in spades.
    She laughed and traced her fingertips over my
chest, down my stomach.  “Oh, I have my ways,” she said and bit down on her
lower lip.  She kissed me nice and slow.  “Mmm…”  Pulling away before I had the
chance to coax more out of her, she continued.  “I guess I should get ready for
whatever you have planned then.”
    She dismissed the sheet altogether, got up and I
watched those naked hips of hers sway from side to side, heading toward the
bathroom once more.
    I groaned and sat up.  “Tease.”
    Turning to look at me over her shoulder, she said,
“You can join me but only if you tell me what we’re doing, it’s that simple.” 
With that, she shut the door.  Moments later, I heard the water turn on and debated
if I should give in.  Who was I kidding?  Fuck it!
    I walked into the bathroom, pulled the shower’s
sliding glass door to the side and attempted to get in there with her.  The
vixen stood in front of me, blocking the entrance with an expectant look and a
prize winning grin.  “You better be ready to