Chapter 8

I woke up at the crack of dawn the next morning, finding Layla still asleep beside me. Her hair already splayed everywhere, she looked even more beautiful. Taking some time to admire her beauty, I pressed a couple kisses on her forehead before heading to the bathroom to ease myself and freshen up. Today marked the beginning of our sexual relationship and I would be lying if I said I wasn't excited about it. I wondered if Layla would wake up by herself or if I would have to begin before her. Whichever way it went, the fact remained that she was mine for the next two weeks. Mine to do whatever I please.

I finished shaving my stubble, and went back to the room where I was met with a very pretty sight. Layla was already awake, at the edge of my bed and her fingers deep into her pretty pussy. I stayed at the entrance, leaning against doorframe as I watched her pleasure herself. She looked up at me and shy smile graced her lips.

"You told me to me to always prepare myself to be fucked. This