Free Simon & Rose by V.A. Dold

amazing.”

Chapter 7
     
     
    Sharon’s lashes fluttered open and she languidly stretched her well-used muscles. She hadn’t drawn the curtains the night before, and she was being rewarded with a glorious view of a watercolor sunrise. The sun barely peeking above the horizon and the colors of the sky were a beautiful combination of dark blue giving way to a fiery red and golden sky.
    Next to her, Mark’s chest rose and fell in deep even breaths. She grinned wickedly. After last night’s sexcapades, he needed his rest. Once he was past his fear and insecurities, there had been no holding him back. Not only had they tested the limits of her grandmother’s dresser, he also bent her over the bed, and then he decided her idea of the four person jet tub looked inviting, especially if she was sitting on his lap. If she hadn’t insisted they get some sleep, he would have gone for number four. Apparently, he had a lot of lost time to make up for. That was fine with her. She was more than happy to stay in bed as long as he wanted to.
    Sharon silently considered Mark and licked her lips. Not only was he scrumptious and looked good enough to eat, the man could curl her toes. He was a kissing god. With just one kiss, he could start a forest fire raging through her body. Each time he had pulled her in for a kiss, the heat had instantly rush from her lips, filled her heart, and spread to her core. Simply thinking about it had her hot and bothered. And don’t get her started on his impassioned glances. She was a stick of dynamite and he held the match. She knew the heat between them would only get hotter once she claimed him and the fire raged their entire lifetime.
    As she watched him, propped on one arm, he stirred. Yawning and stretching, his eyes opened to thin slits and he grinned. Busted. He caught her watching him.
    “Come here, woman.” He pulled her flush against him, rubbed his cheek back and forth, in her hair, and sighed. “Morning, beautiful.” In his half awake state his voice was low and gravelly.
    She drew one leg over his hips and raised her head from his shoulder. His eyes were closed again but his grin remained. “Good morning, handsome.”
    Mark’s ‘I’m so happy to see you’ arousal pressed into her thigh. Wicked woman that she was, she rubbed her leg back and forth. From his growing smile, he liked it.
    He opened his eyes to gaze back, a wicked gleam giving away his thoughts. Damn. How did I get so lucky? I wonder if I can keep her in bed all day?
    Her incredibly soft sheets were bunched around their hips, leaving her upper body bare for his exploration. She loved the feel of his hands roaming up and down the exposed skin of her back, as he pressed her tightly against his chest. Just the touch of his hands had her thinking very unladylike thoughts.
    She grinned when she felt him suck in a breath when her hand inched down his chest to trace his sexy happy trail that disappeared under the sheets that rode low on his hips. The white cotton did little to hide his morning erection tenting the fabric.
    “Did you get enough sleep?”
    His dimples deepened. “Yes, ma’am. I think that was the best night’s sleep I’ve gotten in a long time. Of course, having you next to me after you plumb tuckered me out was a big help.”
    “Happy to oblige,” she giggled, trailing her fingers up his torso to play with his soft chest hair.
    “As much as I hate to leave you or this bed, I need to visit the little boy’s room.” He grabbed his prosthesis from the floor and walked unashamed to her en suite bath.
    Damn he had a nice ass. She could lie there and watch him walk around naked all day. While he was in the bathroom, she opened the balcony doors to enjoy the warm breeze and birds singing. Morning was her favorite time of day.
     
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    Mark returned to find Sharon standing on the balcony, wrapped only in the sheet from the bed. The sun brought out the highlights in her hair as wisps moved sensually with