Next morning,
The sun rays came peeking over from the curtains as if to woke the sleeping couple up. Ashoka was the first one, who get disturbed by those mischievous rays of light. He frowned tightly. He wanted to move, but then he found weight on his shoulders.
He opened his eyes only to see the bare back of a sleeping beauty. Making him to smile. He simply turned the sleeping beauty from back to front and then envelop her tightly in his arms, as if to warm her, as if to protect her, as if to hide her.
His eyes travelled from her marvellous face down south, and he couldn't help but admire his masterpieces on her cheeks, on her neck, on her collarbone, on the gap between her full b****t and the list just goes on.
But unfortunately, he couldn't see below her navel as it was covered with blanket. He stare back at the sleeping beauty and couldn't help but the scene of last night flooded in.
