Happier Times Pt. 2

Viktor's Point of View

A sleeping Anya was the first thing I saw as I opened my eyes. She was so beautiful, and she was mine. If I had to describe the perfect woman, it would be her. Long dark brown hair hung down her back, almost reaching her pert butt cheeks that I had gripped as I fucked her last night.

I stared intently at her face memorising every single one of her features. Shut eyes hid her intensely blue eyes. My gaze lowered to her kissable pink lips. I could gaze at her all day and night. I felt anxious for some reason, and I was afraid the moment with her would end.