~ ROWAN
Nyssa slept peacefully, her lashes fanning her cheeks and the curve of her spine and ass on full display for me.
I'd been up for hours; I'd worked out, showered and made breakfast but she hadn't stirred once, not that I blamed her. She barely got a few minutes of rest after the first time before I was on her again, bending her over every surface of the house until we were both hoarse and unable to move.
We fell asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning, and had it not been for my internal clock, I would've been passed out next to her.
Brushing her hair out of her face, I let my finger trail down to her throat. "Nyssa, wake up."
She groaned, mumbling something incoherent as she continued to snore softly.
I couldn't help but smile as I watched her. She looked so fucking peaceful, like an angel without a care in the world.
"Baby, it's almost eleven," I told her softly. Her brows furrowed, forming a crease at her forehead.
