It all began so innocently if you think about it. The night before she had mentioned her shoulders were tight from the workout. Just an off-handed comment, but one he remembered as he woke up spooned in behind her. Her head on his outstretched arm, the smell of her hair carried the faint rosemary and mint from her shampoo, her warm body pressed close to his. One of his favorite things was to watch her sleep. All the stress from her job eased off her face, the creamy white complexion with just a few freckles made her one of the most beautiful things to see in the morning, or any time of the day really.
With his left hand that had been resting on her hip he slowly traced the line of her curves up ever so gently. Feather touches, she had called them when she did that to him. So light you hardly feel it, but it left shivers in its wake. As he got to her neck she had not woken up but had let out a soft sigh in her sleep. Being careful not to move too quickly and risk waking her, he moved back the hair from her neck and shoulders, showing more of that impossibly smooth skin he adored. His lips found the spot he knew was an erogenous zone on her, just as her neck and shoulder angled and let his tongue trace a small circle around a few times. Her sleepy sigh urged him on so he scraped over the same spot gently with his teeth as his feather touches continued over her shoulder and down to her breast. Even in her sleep her hips began to move slightly, but he didn't want her fully awake yet so he eased back from her just a smidge.