tylertiger

Right now she's sleeping. She's asleep on my bed. Curled up small under the blankets, her body warm to the touch and her breathing slow and steady. She smells like vanilla, and she kisses perfectly. She taunts and teases and drive me wild all day, in the best ways. The feeling I get from holding her small frame up against mine is thrilling, exhillerating and invigorating all at the same time. Hugging her makes me feel more alive each time I do it. She's beautiful. Not like movie stars or painted art, but like sunset beautiful...the kind you can stare at for hours. 


And right now...she's sleeping. She's asleep on my bed.

How did I get that lucky?