Ambush

Angelica

I woke up to Curtis's hand roaming my breast–not that I was complaining. It was the best way to wake up.

"I wasn't trying to wake you," He said when he realized I had woken up. "I was just covering you up."

I glanced down at myself and flushed when I saw the straps of my nightgown had moved in my sleep, leaving my boobs poking through them. I tugged on the material to cover up and snuggled against him. "Sure beats your annoying alarm clock."

"Yeah?" He grinned. "Not that I wasn't enjoying the view, make no mistake."

"Of course you were." I rubbed my thigh against his hardness. "Are you ever not hard? You just woke up."

"Try having a wife who looks like you." He fired back, his finger trailing down my back. I snuggled closer against him like a cat, feeling so good I might purr like one.

Then his alarm clock had to chime.

"Can we ditch that clock? It's driving me nuts." I grumbled.

He smiled. "If you promise to wake me up instead."

He didn't need it anymore. For the l