Hormones.

He stared down at the sleeping naked woman beside him, his gaze was filled with warmth, he pressed a kiss on her forehead and sighed. He could not help but run his fingers through her waves, he soothes her scalp. 

Her milky body down to the cleavage of her bountiful breasts peeked out of the quilt. She looked ethereal and peaceful in her sleep. He thought that he would have been able to control himself but the moment he started, he lost most of his self-control. Even at that moment, he wanted nothing more than to be sunk in her body even though she was sleeping. He shook his head and rejected the thoughts.