I propped myself up on my elbows and watched her go. Damn, she was beautiful even like this, messy morning hair, soft pink panties, and a loose t-shirt that had slipped off one shoulder, leaving it bare. There was something especially attractive about the way she looked right after waking up: a little sleepy, a little disheveled, and completely natural. Man… waking up next to a woman like that every morning. Lucky guy, huh?
She disappeared into the bathroom and shut the door. I let myself fall back onto the bed, then turned my head toward Nala. She was still trying to sleep, lying on her side with her ass toward me. She was wearing tight black hotpants and a simple tank top with no bra, I could clearly see the outline of her nipples through the thin fabric. Her dark skin looked smooth and warm in the soft morning light, the curve of her hip and the soft swell of her thighs making her look especially inviting.
