The Art

Scarlett stirred in her sleep as golden sun rays streamed through the tall glass windows. She let out a relaxed sigh and stretched, loving the feel of the silk sheets against her skin. Pulling the blankets over her, she snuggled tightly. Opening her eyes, she slowly adjusted to the lighting in the room and turned around to see his stormy grey eyes staring back at her, grinning from ear to ear as he held Levi in his arms.

He watched her silently, a pleased smirk on his face. He had the most pleasant sleep he had had in a long time. It was relaxing, yet he had woken up early just to watch her sleep. She was a sight to behold, her hair sprawled across the pillow, the blankets barely covering her naked body. She looked like a doll, with creamy pale skin, long lashes framing her shut eyelids, and plump lips upturned in what resembled a smile. He could feel his cock harden in his pants; he wanted her again. He knew it before, but staring at her in this moment was all the confirma