Brandon was lying in the center of the bed, and to his left, Eira was sprawled in deep sleep.
On his right, Florence nestled closer with her back pressed flush against his chest as he hugged her from behind.
His lips brushed the curve of her neck, leaving a trail of soft kisses.
She giggled softly as he kissed her cheek, and he pulled her closer, molding her body to his in a possessive hug.
His hand, resting initially on her hip, slid upward, tracing the curve of her side through the thin fabric of her tank top.
Opening his palm, he cupped her breast gently, making her hum gently in response.
"Darling..." Florence's body arched slightly into his touch, encouraging him as he squeezed her breast, savoring its softness and weight.
Emboldened by her response, Brandon's fingers slipped beneath the hem of her tank top, pushing the fabric up to reveal the smooth plane of her stomach.
His hand slid higher, deftly navigating under her bra to cup her bare breast.
