1. Anatomy of a Wedding
Sandra Pullman was laying on her side in her large king bed, along the edge closest to the window. Her side, her spot, with her hands underneath her head, sunlight beginning to sneak into the bedroom, through the curtains that she had barely remembered to close last night. She stretched out slightly trying to go back to sleep when an arm fell around her waist pulling her against the warmth in the bed behind her.
"Hm…."She murmured. "Good morning" The arm around her waist tightened.
"Morning," his voice was gravely as she felt him nuzzle her neck affectionately. She turned towards him stealing and early morning kiss her hands tangling through his hair. "Very good morning." he said pulling her on top of him. She let out a quiet laugh before pressing kisses down his throat. He wrapped his arms tight around her slipping underneath camisole she'd put on late last night. He pulled it up over her head tossing I up over her head tossing it across the room before pulling her back for a kiss. She shifted against him smiling against his lips as she felt the automatic response to her movements. "Last night…." The man said "was magic?" Sandra said finishing his sentence and she felt him chuckle under her as they continued their wild night…..
