101| You Don't Get To Roll Your Eyes At Me

JULIE

The next morning I am disturbed by a slight push on my shoulder. I mewled under my breath, not wishing to wake up any soon. I want to sleep for some more time. And the heavenly warmth provides me with that wonderful comfort so waking up quickly has no use.

"Julie," he calls my name, bringing a smile to my lips. I hum, wanting him to continue. He does it. "Wake up, it's already twelve in the noon," he reminds me and I peer open my eyes ever so slowly.

"Good morning, baby," he says, caressing my cheek softly with his knuckles.

I smile. "Good morning," I say, my voice coming out low and a bit husky. He chuckles, leaning in to plant a kiss on my cheek.

"Now get up," he says, dipping his fingers into my hair to give me a soft massage.

"Isn't it too early?" I mumble, trying to open my eyes fully. He hums, leaving my hair and gliding his hand down my body while caressing my curves.

"No, you're being lazy," he reveals, palming my ass.

"No," I say and soon receive a slap there, t