After we dried off, Maurice lead me back into the master bedroom.
“You ready to get some rest?” Maurice asked.
“I guess so.”
Maurice pulled back the large down comforter and sheets. I sat on the edge of the bed and ran my hands across the sheets. They were incredibly soft. When I laid down, the mattress seemed like it was made just for me. Maurice walked to the other side of the bed and got in with me. He turned off the bed side lamp and snuggled close to me in the spooning position. I could feel his dick against my ass. He pulled the covers over both of us and draped his arm over me. For some odd reason, I felt safe with him.
He kissed the back of my neck and stroked my damp hair. He whispered into my ear, “Goodnight.” I closed my eyes; within seconds, I was sleep. Sometime around ten, I woke up. Maurice was nowhere in sight. I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and rolled over. Sitting on his pillow was a note.
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