FELICIA's P O V
I opened my eyes, and I felt that a warm body was fully enveloping me. There was not a single second from last night that I was unable to recall, my core still sore and aching from the pleasure Marcus gave me.
Even though the blankets were only up to our waists, I was getting close to getting heated again because he had his arms wrapped tightly over me and his chest was against mine. Despite that, I had no desire to move at all.
But I writhed in discomfort as I recalled what he had done to me the previous night. I thought about the way he had attacked my little nub, and the expression in his eyes had given me the impression that I was the only other person on earth with him.
Marcus let out an audible grunt over my head as he responded to the little movement of my body. I was beginning to melt into his embrace when he suddenly tightened his grip on me. ‘‘Good morning, baby...’’
I smiled. ‘‘Good morning...’’