Clarrisa's POV I woke up, my cheek flushing red when I saw who lay by my side. He was naked; however, the lower part of his body was covered by the sheets, just like mine. My eyes traced his muscles, my hands stretching to touch him, but my hands stopped midair when I heard him mutter some words. "I fucking love you, everything about you Clarrissa." He seemed to be dreaming about me, because his chest was moving in rhythm, and his eyes were closed. Butterflies fluttered in my tummy when I thought about that, and then I allowed my hands to land on his face. As soon as it did, he smiled, slowly opening his eyes like he had been waiting for me all the while. "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" My soft tones reached his ears, and he tried his best to sit up so he could talk to me. I was glad he did, but what he did the next moment took me by surprise. His face stared at me while he pinned me under him. His dick was hard, probably because it was still morning, the sun wasn't even up yet,
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