I slowly woke up, feeling Zoe still against me.

"Evening, sleepy head." she said in singsong.

"What time is it?"

"2am."

"2?! Damn."

"That's okay." she said, resting her head on my shoulder and smiling at me. Under the covers, her hand slid towards my dick.

"Careful." I cautioned playfully.

"Nah." she shook her head.

I wrapped my arms around her, rolling her onto her back. She let out a squeal that was quickly muffled by my kiss. This wasn't like before, a kiss born in the heat of passion. This was a tender kiss, one that comes from two lovers. It felt amazing and strange at the same time....