Laura woke to sunlight streaming through the window of Dante's cave-like bedroom. His arm was heavy across her waist, his body warm against her back. She smiled, feeling his hardened dick pressing against her.

"Morning," he murmured, his voice rough with sleep as he nuzzled her neck.

"Morning," Laura replied, pressing back against him. His hand slid up to cup her breast, thumb circling her nipple until it hardened.

"I could get used to this," Dante growled, his other hand slipping between her thighs. Laura gasped as his fingers found her already wet pussy.

"So wet for me already," he said, sliding two fingers inside her. "Such a needy girl."...