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I endeavour to sit up on the bed, however I feel this heavyweight on myself, my attempt to escape, resulted in nothing but miserable failure.

The weight on me now seems to pull me closer towards itself, engendering a pleasurable, gratifying smile on my face.

I turn towards him to look him in the eye

"Good morning, babe" He says in his low rough husky morning voice.

I give a endearing little grin and swiftly peck him on the lips, soon after shifting myself into a sitting position.

"I need to go make breakfast for you all" I say, pushing forward my feet into the slips beside the bed.

"Could we not stay like this for a little longer" He grabs my hand and pulls me back, cuddling me close towards him. I don't resist, I move my hands through his hair, ruffling them and then moving forward to place my head on his chest.

By leaps and bounds he wraps his hands around my waist, and clasped me in his arms.