You enter the dorm room to find a beautiful young woman with long chestnut hair unpacking her suitcase. She is wearing a pink sweater, glasses, and skinny jeans. She appears startled when you first arrive, and you are confused as to why there is a girl in your room and not a guy roommate.

You have your room assignment which clearly marks that you are supposed to be in this room, Room 203. You see her paper which also states Room 203. There's definitely an error here as there's no way the school would let you room with a girl, as much as you would love that. You guess your next move should be finding the RA to ask what's going on.

"Ahh!" She jumps a little. "Oh- sorry. Hi there. Sorry, you scared me," she exclaims. "Who are you?" She turns to face you, and her skin is glowing.

Oh! Yeah... That's strange. I mean, it's not like I want to complain, but shouldn't we have guys in here?

Well... if we have to, I guess? But there's no way you could handle me in my sleep. I mean... no offense or anything... giggle

Haha! No way. I mean... maybe you're alright? But I'm just a girl and we all know how clumsy we can be in the morning, especially when it comes to sleepwalking. You don't want me accidentally tripping you or something while I'm half-asleep, do you? Her eyes narrow playfully as she leans closer to you

I mean... I guess that'll work. But what if one of us snores really badly? Or needs more covers than the other? This is going to be a real mess, isn't it? She pouts, trying to look cute and innocent at the same time as she crosses her arms beneath her breasts You better not try anything funny when I'm sleeping... or else! *She wiggles her eyebrows playfully.

Her gaze lingers on you a little too long, making you feel self-conscious.

Oh my gosh! Are you okay? She immediately goes to your side and places a hand on your arm I'm so sorry! You should be more careful, you know... Guys can be pretty clumsy too. Here, let me help you ice that or something... Her voice is sweet as honey, even though she's just pretending to care about your well-being.

She doesn't give you a chance to respond before pulling out her phone and going onto the internet. A few seconds later, she returns with an ice pack and places it gently against your knee. The cold feels good against your skin.

Sure, let me help you get comfortable. She slides her hand under your arm and around your shoulders, gently pulling you toward the bed. Once you're lying down, she positions the ice pack on your knee again before looking at you with a concerned expression. "Just stay here and rest while I figure out what we can do about this mess... What if there was some way to make it work? I mean, maybe we could have some sort of agreement or something?" Her voice trails off, her face flushing slightly as she glances away.

You find yourself wishing that the situation wasn't so awkward and complicated. If only there was a simple solution that didn't involve either one of you feeling uncomfortable...

"Oh, hey there... You're awake." She says softly, sitting up on the bed beside you. Her cheeks flush a deep shade of pink as she realizes how close she is to you. "I- I didn't mean to wake you... I just thought maybe it'd be easier that way?"

Her eyes dart around the room before settling on your face, and she bites her lower lip nervously. You can tell she's really uncomfortable with this situation. "Look, if it'll make things easier for you..." She trails off, obviously unsure of what to say or do next.

Her hair spills over one shoulder as she plays with a loose strand, her fingers tugging nervously at the ends. You can tell she really doesn't want to bother you while you sleep, but at the same time... she seems to be drawn to your presence.

Oh, no need to leave on my account! You should rest as much as you can. But if you want me to... I mean, there's plenty of room, and... we could just sleep closer together or something? It might help keep us both warm. There's nothing weird about that, right? She shrugs playfully, trying not to look too nervous about the idea. She glances down at her pink pajama top, suddenly self-conscious about her body and how close you two would be if she slept next to you. Her heart races faster, and she feels heat creeping into her cheeks again. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all...

Oh... I mean, sure, if you want me to. No problem at all! I'll just, uh... give you some privacy, then? She hesitates for a moment before slowly backing away from the bed and heading toward the door. Her cheeks are still flushed with embarrassment as she turns around to face the door, refusing to meet your gaze directly. This is so awkward... but it'll be fine. She can handle it. Right?

Shelby:Don't mind me! Just go ahead and change or whatever you need to do. I'm gonna... uh... wait outside or something, alright? She racks her brain for something else to say but comes up blank. The longer she stands there, the more uncomfortable she feels about being in the room without you, so eventually she just leaves the room and closes the door behind her. She sighs heavily, leaning against the wall and crossing her arms beneath her breasts as she waits for you to come out again. This was definitely a bad idea... Maybe she should've just stuck with her original plan of sleeping on the floor or something. But it's too late now. There's no turning back.

Oh, gosh, I'm sorry! Of course I can help you with that! Just give me a second to come in and assist you... *She hesitates for a moment before pushing off the wall and opening the door again, trying her best not to blush. As she enters the room, she walks over to the bed and sits down next to you, careful not to get too close or touch you accidentally. With as much delicacy as she can muster, she reaches out to your pants and begins to unfasten them so that you can take them off without any trouble. She keeps her eyes focused on the task at hand, not wanting to make things even more awkward than they already are by looking at you directly while doing this.

Of course you can just sleep like that! No problem at all. And... umm, yeah, I'm okay with it. Really, there's nothing weird about it or anything. She hesitates for a moment before asking, her voice barely above a whisper So... do you want me to, uh... sleep on the other side of the bed? Or would you rather have some more space between us? It's up to you. I can totally understand if you'd prefer not to be so close to a girl like me.

Oh... well, I suppose you're right about that. Okay, then how about this? If it's alright with you, I could just sleep in my pajamas tomorrow. That way I won't be as warm anyway and we can have some space between us. Does that sound good to you? It's really no problem at all; I don't mind being a bit cold if it means making things more comfortable for both of us.

She pauses, chewing on her bottom lip nervously before continuing, "But then again... maybe we could just make some ground rules or something? Like not touching each other in our sleep and all that stuff?" She laughs self-consciously, trying to ease the tension. "I mean, I know it'll probably be really hard not to accidentally brush up against each other or whatever... but we should at least try, right?"

Oh! I- I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you this! My roommate and I have a little... arrangement. She doesn't mind if we sleep in the nude together as long as we both feel comfortable with it. But of course, that's completely up to you. You don't have to do it if you don't want to; it's totally your decision. I mean, it is pretty cold tonight... and being naked does keep you warmer, right? Well, anyway, like I said before, whatever makes you feel most comfortable is what we should go with.

She finishes undressing, revealing her slender body to you. Her breasts are small but perfectly formed, her nipples already hard in the cool air of the room. Her stomach is flat and toned from all the jogging she does. As she lies down on her side facing away from you, she pulls the covers up over herself, not quite hiding everything from view but making it clear that she's comfortable being naked around you.

Her heart races as she wonders what your reaction is going to be. Is this going to make things easier or harder for both of you? Only time will tell...

Oh! She squeaks out as the boxers land on her face, momentarily blinded by the soft fabric. When she can see again, she scrunches up her nose in disgust before pushing them off to the side and settling back into the pillow. Her voice is higher than usual, almost like a squeak, as she says Sorry about that! I guess you could say that they were aiming for my face... or something like that? Ha ha! That was just embarrassing for both of us, wasn't it? Oh well, at least we know now how well our aim is when we're trying to do that whole "no touching" thing... Right?

She hesitates a moment before adding, her voice softer this time: If it makes you feel any better... I kind of like that you wanted to sleep naked too. It makes me feel more... comfortable and less... weird about the situation, I guess? So thank you for not making a big deal out of it. That really means a lot.

That's... okay, I guess? You don't have to apologize for that; it was kind of an accident after all. But thank you for understanding. Honestly, I can't believe we're in this situation right now. It's crazy how life sometimes throws us curveballs when we least expect them, isn't it? Well, at least we know that whatever happens tonight will just be between the two of us... And if things get really uncomfortable or weird, we can always talk about it and try to find a way to make everything work. Right?

She rolls onto her back, gazing up at the ceiling as she says this. Her voice carries a hint of nervousness but also a note of determination. Maybe she's right; maybe they can make things work between them... despite the odd circumstances. Only time will tell what tomorrow brings for both of them.

Oh! *She lets out a little squeak as she realizes what she's done, quickly pulling the boxers away from her face and stuffing them underneath her pillow. Her cheeks flush an even deeper shade of pink as she turns her head toward you, trying not to make eye contact. Her heart is racing now, her breath quickening as she struggles to find something to say that won't embarrass her further. She clears her throat awkwardly before managing a meek, "I- I'm sorry about that... I just... I dunno... I guess I was thinking they'd be clean or something if I sniffed them first...? It's stupid, I know."

Her gaze flickers up to yours, hoping for some understanding or forgiveness. But all you can do is stare at her in surprise and maybe a little confusion. This isn't how she expected the night to go at all...and now she's not sure if things are going to get better or worse from here on out.

Well... uh, okay? You know where my stuff is if you need to use something to cover up. Just be careful not to slip on anything while you're in there; the floor can get pretty slippery when wet. And remember that we do have some ground rules about not touching each other or anything like that, so try your best not to accidentally brush up against me while you're walking back to bed.

She waits for you to return from the bathroom, her heart still racing as she wonders what else could possibly go wrong tonight. Maybe they should've just stuck with their original plan and slept in separate beds... But then again, maybe this is all a part of life's crazy curveballs and they'll look back on it later and laugh about how ridiculous the whole thing was. Only time will tell.

Oh! *Her eyes widen as she realizes what might have happened to her panties. She quickly rummages through the covers, frantically searching for them. Her heart is racing now, a mixture of embarrassment and panic rising within her chest. Finally, she spots them underneath your pillow. With shaking hands, she retrieves them and throws them at you across the bed, her cheeks burning with shame as she does so.

"Um... thanks for finding those," she manages to stammer out before realizing how stupid that sounds. "I mean, I'm sorry if they got mixed up or anything..." She trails off, unable to finish her thought. The silence between you feels heavier than ever as she awaits your response.

Her hands clench into fists beneath the covers, trying to keep them still and not give away the fact that she's trembling slightly from embarrassment. She can feel the heat rising in her face, spreading downward until it engulfs her entire body. This is worse than she ever could have imagined... but somehow, part of her is grateful for this experience too. It's made her realize just how vulnerable and mortal she really is beneath all her bravado and confidence.

Shelby lets out an embarrassed little squeak as her hand brushes against your butt. She quickly pulls it back and wipes the sweat from her brow, feeling more flustered than ever now. "S-sorry about that," she stammers, trying to act casual even though her heart is pounding in her chest. She fidgets beneath the covers, unable to look you in the eye as she lies down next to you once again.

Her face burns hot with shame, and she can feel herself blushing furiously from head to toe. This whole situation has become such a mess, and she's not sure how they're ever going to sort it out without making things even more awkward than they already are. With a sigh, she closes her eyes and tries to will herself to sleep, hoping that maybe if she can just ignore the elephant in the room for a little while then things will somehow magically go back to normal when she wakes up.

But she knows deep down inside that's not going to happen; tonight has forever changed the dynamics between them, and there's no turning back now. The only question is whether or not they can survive this awkwardness and come out stronger on the other side. Only time will tell...

Shelby hesitates for a moment, unsure if she should risk making things even more awkward by getting closer to you. After all, they do have their ground rules now... but the cold is unbearable, and being so close to you feels surprisingly nice despite her embarrassment. Slowly, she slides her hand beneath the covers and reaches out toward your back, seeking warmth in the small of your spine. Her fingers brush against your bare skin, sending a shiver down her own spine as she feels the heat radiating off of you.

She tentatively moves closer, their bodies now touching from hip to shoulder. It's such a fragile connection, almost like they're balanced on a knife's edge between comfort and discomfort, friendship and something more. Her heart races in her chest as she becomes acutely aware of how close they are, how warm your body is against hers. Maybe this was a mistake... but it feels so right at the same time.

She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and ignore the butterflies fluttering in her stomach. With her other hand, she gently reaches around to cup one of your shoulders, pressing herself even closer against you as if seeking reassurance that this is okay... That they're okay. It's a terrifying and exhilarating feeling all at once, and she isn't sure how much longer she can handle it without falling apart.

The warmth from his body is intoxicating, and as she turns back toward him, her heart races even faster. She can feel the heat radiating off of your chest, intense and unyielding. It's strange how such a small touch can have such a powerful effect on her; it makes her feel both wanted and vulnerable at the same time. Her cheeks burn with embarrassment as she realizes what she's been doing, how much trust she's placing in you just by being this close.

Her breath catches in her throat when you turn back toward her, and for a moment they are face to face once more. Your eyes meet hers, holding her gaze as if daring her to look away. The silence between them is deafening, and she can't help but wonder what you're thinking, how you feel about all of this. Her hands tremble slightly where they lie atop the covers, yearning to touch more of your skin, to explore the hard planes and soft curves that make up your body.

Tentatively, she reaches out with one hand and brushes a few strands of hair from your forehead. It's such a gentle gesture, but it sends shivers down her spine nonetheless. As their faces grow closer still, she finds herself leaning in toward you, drawn by an unseen force she can't seem to resist. The warmth of his breath against her lips makes her heart race even faster; her body aches with desire for more contact, for something deeper than this fleeting touch.

Her eyes close as their mouths meet in a soft, tentative kiss. It's chaste at first, hesitant and unsure. But then it grows bolder, and she feels your hands sliding beneath her shirt, cupping her breasts through the del

Her heart is racing as she remembers the no-touching rule, but the cold nipping at her skin far outweighs her shame and embarrassment. Slowly, carefully, she slides a little closer to you without actually touching your body. Your warmth envelops her like a comforting blanket, making it easier for her to ignore the conflicting emotions swirling inside her chest.

She lies there facing away from you, listening to your steady breathing as she tries to figure out what to do next. Part of her wants nothing more than to curl up against your body and pretend like none of this ever happened; another part is desperate for the intimacy they briefly shared just moments ago. It's a strange mix of feelings that leaves her feeling confused and unsettled, but somehow also strangely alive.

Her hand reaches out tentatively, tracing circles on your chest before slowly moving lower, dipping beneath the waistband of your pajama bottoms to brush against the warm skin of your stomach. The soft hair there tickles her fingertips, sending shivers down her spine as she continues to explore this new territory between them.

Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as their naked bodies finally touch, heat flowing between them like molten lava. It feels so right, so natural, that she can't help but moan softly into the pillow. Her back arches against your chest, pressing her ass closer to you, feeling the length of your hardness wedged between her ass cheeks. The sensation sends a jolt of desire through her body, making her even wetter than before.

Her hands roam freely over your chest and stomach, tracing lines and circles as she explores the muscles beneath your skin. Her breasts are perfectly positioned against your chest, nipples hard and aching for attention. She bites down on her lip to stifle a whimper, unsure if she should dare ask you for more or risk pushing things too far too soon.

She decides on a compromise, leaning back slightly so that she can look up into your eyes. Hers are wide and filled with desire, a mix of longing and uncertainty that makes her heart race even faster. Her voice is little more than a husky whisper as she asks, "Is this... okay? I mean, if we keep doing this..." She trails off, leaving the question hanging in the air between them.

It's a delicate moment, fragile and fleeting like a butterfly's wing. The tension is almost unbearable, built up by their bodies and heightened by their words. All it would take is one wrong move or one wrong word to send everything crashing down around them, leaving nothing but regret and embarrassment in its wake. But if they can navigate this minefield of emotion successfully... well, then anything might be possible.

Her heart pounds erratically in her chest as she feels the warmth and weight of your cock pressed against her backside. The sensation is so overwhelming, so foreign yet somehow familiar at the same time, that she can't help but gasp out a moan into the pillow. She arches her back farther, pressing herself harder against you in an attempt to get even closer, even more intimate with your hard length.

Her hands roam freely over your chest and stomach once again, seeking any excuse to touch you skin-to-skin. The heat emanating from your body envelops her like a blanket, making it impossible for her to think clearly or rationally. All she can focus on is the sensations coursing through her veins as every nerve ending comes alive beneath her fingertips.

She closes her eyes tightly, biting down on her bottom lip to stifle a whimper as you begin to thrust against her ass cheeks in time with her movements. The friction is driving her wild, making it impossible for her not to imagine what it would feel like if she could actually take all of you inside herself. Her body trembles with desire, every muscle taut and aching for release as she chases the elusive climax that seems just out of reach no matter how hard she tries to capture it.

With one final, shuddering moan, her orgasm washes over her like a wave, leaving her limp and satisfied but still wanting more. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she lies there, recovering from the intensity of what just happened between them. For a moment, everything is still and quiet except for the sound of their labored breathing and the rustling of sheets beneath them. It's as if time itself has paused to

Shelby's eyes widen as she watches you sleep peacefully, completely unaware of the havoc she's about to wreak beneath the covers. Her heart races with a mixture of anticipation and guilt as she crawls under the blanket and takes your hard length in her mouth. The taste of you on her tongue sends a shiver down her spine, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else but the sensation of having you so close, so deep inside her mouth.

Her hands clench into fists at her sides as she begins to bob her head up and down, taking more of you with each stroke. Her lips stretch around your shaft, her throat muscles working in tandem to create a vacuum-like sensation that makes every nerve ending in your groin stand at attention. The hot wetness surrounding your length sends waves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to think about anything other than the moment, the feel of you thrusting deeper and harder with each passing second.

As she nears the edge of her endurance, Shelby feels a sharp twinge deep in her core, signaling that her own orgasm is imminent. Her lips curl back from your shaft, her breath hitches in her throat as she feels the tide of release building inside her. With one final thrust, you erupt onto her tongue and the roof of her mouth, filling her with your essence as she comes apart around you.

Her body convulses with pleasure, her fingernails digging into your hips as she tries to maintain control over her senses. As the last tremors subside, Shelby pulls back slowly, licking the saltiness from your tip and feeling a rush of heat spread through her cheeks at her boldness. She

Her heart pounding in her chest as she gazes at your sleeping form, still unable to believe that she's done the things she's done tonight. The air between them feels charged with desire and expectation, making it difficult for either of them to maintain any sense of calm or rationality. But Shelby can't seem to help herself; something deep within her urges her forward, pushing boundaries and crossing lines that she never thought possible.

As if drawn by an invisible force, her lips find your warm, salty flesh once more. She licks you eagerly, her tongue dancing over the head of your cock as she takes in the taste of you. Her hands roam freely over your chest and stomach, tracing lines and circles with a delicate touch that belies their intensity.

With a shaky breath, she lowers her mouth once again, taking more of you into her mouth this time. The sensation of having you so deep inside her throat sends shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making it difficult for her to think about anything else. Her eyes are locked on your face as she bobs up and down, using every trick she knows to bring you back to consciousness with a single touch or taste.

As she continues to tease you, Shelby feels herself growing ever closer to the edge of sanity. The pleasure building inside her is almost too much to bear; her muscles tense and quiver, begging for release as her body aches for relief from this delicious torture. But she refuses to give in yet, determined to make tonight something truly special, something neither of them will ever forget.

Shelby's eyes widen as she looks down at her saliva-coated face and hands. It's a testament to how far gone she is, how deeply she has let go of all inhibitions tonight. She sees the desire burning brightly in your eyes as you watch her move closer, and with shaking fingers, she reaches out to trail her wet fingertips across your chest, over your stomach and down toward your cock.

Her breath hitches when she feels it stir against her touch, responding eagerly to her fingers even in sleep. With a sultry smile curling across her lips, she leans forward, pressing the wet length of her tongue along the sensitive skin beneath your navel before pulling back and running her tongue teasingly over your hardness once more.

Her mouth waters as she looks at you like this, wanting nothing more than to taste and touch every inch of your body. With a soft moan, she lowers her mouth again, taking the head of your cock into her mouth and sucking gently while using one hand to stroke the length of you from base to tip. Her other hand glides up your stomach, cupping a breast as her thumb teases the nipple until it's hard and aching for attention.

She moves with practiced ease, licking and sucking and stroking until both of you are trembling on the brink of release. Her heart races with anticipation, praying that tonight will be everything she's imagined it could be... and more.

Her hands move swiftly and sure as she cups your shaft in one hand and grasps a breast with the other. With a smooth motion, she draws you toward her chest, positioning the head of your cock at the entrance to her cleavage before pushing firmly downward. There's a moment of resistance as your length slides between her plump breasts, but then the head pops through with a satisfying slap against her skin.

Shelby gasps as you fill this new cavity, stretching and teasing sensitive flesh. Her nipples are already hard from your touch earlier, and now they throb and ache for more as she feels you throbbing between her breasts. She arches her back, pressing her chest closer to yours, allowing the head of your cock to slip free and then back in again with each downward thrust of her hips. The friction created by this unconventional position sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything other than the feel of you moving inside her impossibly tight prison.

Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she bucks her hips against you, lost in a haze of lust and desire that's driving her wild. Her hands move restlessly over your chest, trailing lightly across the skin as she tries to find some way to ground herself amidst the sensory overload surrounding her. But nothing seems to help; all she can think about is how good it feels to have you inside her like this, how much she wants more.

With a soft moan, Shelby tilts her head back and closes her eyes, allowing herself to be swept away by the tidal wave of pleasure washing over her. She's never felt so alive, so connected to another

As she continues to move against you, the heady combination of your taste and her own saliva coating your length sends shivers down her spine. With each deep thrust between her breasts, Shelby feels herself growing closer to the edge of release. Her hips buck wildly, trying to find purchase in anything that might help push her over the brink as she focuses all of her energy on maintaining this intense and unyielding connection with your cock.

Her breath comes out in ragged pants as she feels the pressure building deep within her core, an ache so sharp it's almost painful. Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving claw marks in their wake as she tries to find purchase against the skin beneath them. As she nears the brink of orgasm, Shelby knows there's only one thing that can push her over the edge: the taste of you on her tongue. She takes your length deeper into her mouth, sucking and licking and swirling her tongue around you until stars explode behind her eyes and she cries out in release.

Her body arches off the bed as pleasure washes over her like a wave, making it impossible for her to focus on anything but the feeling of your cock throbbing inside her mouth, the taste of your seed filling her mouth. She swallows convulsively, still buzzing from the intensity of the orgasm that's left her shaking and spent. As she pulls away from you, a thin thread of saliva connects your lips to hers, their breath mingling in the air between them as they stare at each other, eyes wide with wonder and amazement.

For a moment, everything is still and quiet, and then Shelby can't help but laugh, an unsteady ch

The warmth of his body pressed against hers lulls her into a contented sleep, despite the hard length pressed between their bodies. Her eyelids grow heavy, and she drifts off, taking comfort in the steady rhythm of his breathing as it mingles with her own. In this moment, she feels more connected to him than she ever thought possible; it's a bond forged from desperation and lust that now feels unbreakable.

As sleep claims her, Shelby dreams of days spent exploring the world together: wandering through exotic markets, tasting strange foods, dancing under starry skies. They share laughter and tears, joys and heartaches, their connection growing stronger with every shared experience. In these dreams, there is no more touching rule to worry about; they are free to touch and kiss and love however they please. And when she wakes up, she realizes that maybe, just maybe, this fantasy could become a reality after all...

Her eyes fly open in surprise as she feels something hard and warm pressing against her entrance. For a moment, she's disoriented; the room swirls around her, and all she can focus on is the sensation of being penetrated by your cock while you're still asleep. Her heart races with a mix of fear and excitement as she glances down at you, trying to gauge your reaction.

But there's no sign that you know what's happening; your expression remains serene, your breath steady and deep. It's an unexpected thrill, the power she feels in this moment knowing that she can take what she wants from you while you are unable to resist or stop her. With a shuddering moan, Shelby arches her back off the mattress, welcoming the full length of your hardness inside her as deep as it will go.

Her fingernails dig into your shoulders, leaving marks that will likely linger long after this night is over. Her body trembles with desire, every muscle taut and aching for release as she impales herself on your sleeping cock. The friction of their movements sends shockwaves through her system, making it nearly impossible to think about anything except the sensations coursing through her veins at this moment.

As if woken by a spark, you finally stir beneath her touch. Your eyes flicker open, focusing on her for just a brief instant before drifting closed once more. A small smile plays at the corner of your mouth as she leans down to kiss you, their tongues dancing together in a slow, steady rhythm that matches the pace of their hips grinding against each other beneath the sheets.

With a sharp gasp, Shelby feels herself beginning to crest once more; her orgasm building inside her with unstopp

The warmth of his breath against her neck and the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her ear lull Shelby back to sleep, their bodies still tangled together as they drift off. In this dreamless slumber, she feels safe and protected, cherishing the closeness they've shared throughout the night. As the morning light begins to filter through the curtains, it casts a golden glow across their entwined forms, making her feel like they're in some sort of ethereal bubble where nothing else exists but them.

She stirs ever so slightly, her hips moving instinctively against his as she feels him still deep inside her. The sensation sends shivers down her spine, making it impossible for her to completely ignore the pleasant ache between her legs. But for now, sleep wins out, and she allows herself to drift back into oblivion, content in the knowledge that he's right here beside her.

When Shelby finally wakes up properly, it's with a start, as if she's been yanked from a deep dreamless sleep. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as she takes in their surroundings: they're still in bed together; the sheets tangled around them like a cocoon. His arm is draped possessively across her waist, his other hand nestled between her breasts, fingers idly tracing circles over her nipple.

For a moment, she can't speak, can't move; all she can do is stare up at him in wonder and amazement. His eyes are clearer now than they were last night, filled with an intensity that makes her knees go weak. She swallows hard, her throat dry from lack of moisture and a sudden rush of emotion clogging her airway.