Let’s stay in bed all day

You can't take your eyes off this petite body stretched lazily across the sheets, every soft curve demanding your full attention.

You feel the pull of wanting to trace every inch of warm skin with your fingertips, starting slow, taking your time the way a Sunday morning allows.

You already know getting out of bed isn't happening — not with a body like that within reach, not with the way those eyes invite you closer, not with desire sitting this heavy and sweet in your chest.