The Sinful Sunday monthly theme is “All about the men,” so today, I wanted to share a picture of the man I love.
Even before my eyes blinked open, I instinctively reached for Cash, like I do every morning, but he wasn’t in bed. I sat up, groggy after a well-deserved nights’ sleep, still sore from the evening before. He was already pulling on his jeans, getting ready for the day.
“Good morning, beautiful,” he said in that southern drawl I love so much. He kissed my forehead and was out the door before I could protest his leaving. My bed was already cold without him.
He’ll be back. For perhaps the first time in my life, I don’t have to worry about that. He’ll be back…and my arms, my lips, my pussy would be ready for him.
Rori is the founder of Between My Sheets. She works full time as a writer, reviewer, and online educator and can be reached at rori-at-betweenmysheets.com