Chapter 77

I relax into a full-body stretch as I wake up the next morning, the sheets falling from my

arms as I lift them overhead. My muscles ache deliciously, and memories of last night

flood my mind. Getting into bed. In the bath.

Rhys’s house.

I’m not left with my reminiscing for very long because suddenly I am very aware of the

fact that David’s tongue is between my legs.

Lifting the sheets to look down, David smiles up at me.

“Good morning, darling.” He mutters, kissing up my stomach, across my chest and up

my neck.

It takes me a few seconds to sink into the bed, underneath his hands now running up my

sides and pulling my body closer to his.