Go to Lauren

Sam pulled Emma in for one last kiss and then turned towards the door.

“Go get her tiger,” Emma encouraged him.

Sam almost sprinted across the hall, stopping briefly at the door to listen. Not a sound came from the room. Sam opened the door slowly, peeking in to see.

Lauren lay upon the bed much like her mother had such a short time ago. Except she was asleep, her voluptuous body still except for the steady rise and fall of her plump perfect breasts as she breathed. He’d seen her nude before, but never so ****, so innocent. Somehow, that made it both so much sexier, and almost frightening.

He quietly stepped into the room, carefully closing the door behind himself. He blinked a few times to let his eyes adjust to the sudden darkness, as only a little light shined in from the window. Lauren’s fair skin seemed to glow in that light as Sam slowly sat down on the bed’s edge. He let his hand drift up, running his fingers gently across her skin.

“Oooh, Sam,” Lauren moaned in her sleep, her body arching toward his hands.

He froze, let his eyes drift over her form, stopping on her face, half obscured by her long hair. Sam leaned up and brushed it away to admire her beauty. His fingers tracing her chin, drifting across her lips.

He froze again as Lauren sucked one of his fingers into her mouth. Sam smiled, remembering those same lovely lips wrapped around his cock. He let her suckle for a moment and then gently pulled his finger free.

She looked over her body again, wondering what to do. Should he ravish her in her sleep? Considering how the day had gone she’d probably welcome him when she awoke. Or he could wake her first, though she did look so peaceful and happy. Then as he yawned he wondered if it might just be better to curl up next to her and get some sleep himself.