Morning Light

The morning light filtered through the sheer curtains, casting soft patterns on the bedroom walls where Jake and Paige lay entangled beneath the sheets. The faint hum of city life outside seemed distant and irrelevant compared to the warmth and closeness they shared. Jake's hand was already sliding under the hem of her t-shirt, his fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin, feeling the comfortable weight of her resting against him. He leaned in closer, his breath warm against her ear as he murmured, "I want you so badly right now."

His words were a spark, sending a shiver down Paige's spine that he could feel against his palm. Her response was almost instinctive, a soft moan escaping her lips as her hand found his, guiding it upwards, inviting more. Jake pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers, a grin spreading across his face at her reaction. "I wasn't expecting that," she whispered, a hint of surprise laced in her voice, "but it’s… so good."