The next day.
"Mmm..."
Leslie Howard, feeling utterly languid and soft, unconsciously turned over on the large bed, letting out a comfortable soft sigh.
When she heard her own nearly coquettish moan, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
Underneath her was the silky touch, like sleeping on a cloud.
And behind her, something seemed to be moving.
Leslie Howard suddenly awoke with a start.
When she opened her eyes, the room was filled with sunlight spilling in through the large floor-to-ceiling window.
In front of her was a white velvet bed.
Behind her, at her waist, a pair of large male hands were gently caressing.
A series of kisses, light and scattered, landed on the small of her back.
The sensations in front and behind were clear indicators to her.
At this moment, she was not wearing any clothes.
She was lying completely naked on the large bed.
