☀️ Morning Mischief from Alma noire☀️
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I woke up tangled in my sheets, skin still warm from dreams I shouldn’t repeat out loud. My hair was a mess, my lips were swollen from biting them in my sleep, and I couldn’t help but smirk—I looked like I’d already been thoroughly misbehaved with.
Stretching lazily, I let the cool morning air kiss my bare skin… and it made me wonder whose hands might do a better job. Coffee was calling, but so was temptation. Which should come first?
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