Chapter Thirty one

Donald woke up at 4am on Helma's thighs. He had laid hus head there all night. He found Helma sleeping resting her head and back on the bed frame. He adjusted her on the bed carefully and covered her. He laid beside her and stared as she slept peacefully. He admired the lady beside him. He always feels comfortable and better when she is around. He cleared the hair covering her face and styled them to fit at the back of her ears.

Withdrawing from her, he noticed her sweet smell. He burried his head on her neck and inhaled deeply. The sweet fragrance of plum and vanilla filled his nostrils. The smell reminded him of their passion night together. He relaxed with his hands behind his head. He laid on his back facing up. The sounds of her moans flashed in his thoughts and his heart skipped in excitement. He enjoyed how she sounded.

Her innocent looks that turns him on the most. He has had many one night stands without strings and never seeing them ever again, but after his nig