I open the door to your room. The warm lights are dimmed soft, and you're half asleep on your back as the breeze from the balcony cools you down. I watch you sleep for a while, enjoying your lace nighty being rippled by the soft wind and nipples firming up beneath them. I dim the lights a little more until there's just a sliver of light to silhouette your beautiful body. Your curves seem to shine in the dark as I get into bed behind you. You turn to the side, perhaps subconsciously, aware of me. Waiting for me. I fit behind you like a puzzle piece. The bowl of your bum sits safely in my hips. I lean in, not trying to wake you, but I cant help smelling you. Breathing you in. The short gusts of air from my breathing leaves a trail of goosebumps on your arm, and follows up as I make my way to your collar bone, softly inhaling you...