When the alarm goes off again, she drapes her arm over my chest before trying to pull me closer, but I stay stiff. Stay stiff. Ha ha ha. “I’ve got to get up, Mads.” I press my lips to her spine and groan when she rolls over. Her perfect tits are begging for attention. “You’re making this hard, Mads.” Making this hard. I laugh silently again. I’ve definitely got sex on the brain.
