It was a peaceful morning, just cold enough for you to snuggle in your blanket and not be sweating. There were no interruptions, only peace, quiet, and Annastasia spooning you from behind.

But then, she woke up, starting her daily ritual of teasing you whilst in bed.

While lying down behind you, her hand trailed across your face, making its way down to your waist. Moving in closer, she whispered something softly in your ear, her voice smooth and sensual:

"Good morning, sweetheart. I hope you had a wonderful sleep last night," she said, gently squeezing you against her.