After a minute or two, her libido got the message that nothing would be happening tonight and finally settled down.

Mmm. This is nice. She deeply inhaled Anja’s fresh scent.

“Good night,” Anja said. “Sweet dreams.”

Susanne trailed her fingers through Anja’s hair, evoking a sound that resembled a purr. “You too.”

She could tell the exact moment Anja fell asleep. Her body relaxed more fully against her own, her even breathing warmed the cotton at the swell of Susanne’s right breast, and her arm seemed to become heavier, holding Susanne in place. Normally, she couldn’t fall asleep on her back, but now she felt a pleasant exhaustion settle over her. It didn’t take very long for her to follow Anja into the realm of dreams.

Chapter 17

Chapter 17

If this was a dream, Anja didn’t want to wake up. She lay cuddled up to Susanne from behind, spooning her. Despite her being considerably shorter, their bodies fit against each other amazingly well. Anja’s cheek rested against Susanne’s back, and she snuggled her face deeper into the soft cotton. Her arm was wrapped around Susanne, who clutched it even in her sleep, pressing Anja’s hand against the warm spot at the top of her breasts.

Anja held very still so she wouldn’t wake her. She wanted to enjoy this as long as she could. It had been too long since she had woken up next to someone—and not just any someone. Someone she cared for.

After a while, Susanne stirred and stretched against her. The brush of her body along Anja’s front made her bite back a moan.

Susanne rolled over and smiled as their gazes connected. “Good morning.”

“Good morning.”

“Are you always such a bed hog?” Susanne asked, still smiling.

Anja groaned. “Oh no. What did I do?”

“I had to get up to use the bathroom once, and when I got back, you were on my side of the bed.”

Only now did Anja realize that she wasn’t where she had fallen asleep. Apparently, Susanne had solved the problem by crawling in on the other side. She covered her face with her hand. “Sorry.”

“No need to apologize. It’s cute as hell.” Susanne gently pulled Anja’s hand away and caressed the length of her back, making Anja arch against her like a big cat.

She slid closer to feel more of Susanne’s warm body pressed against her own, but when Susanne leaned forward to kiss her, Anja placed a hand on her chest and stopped her.

Susanne paused and gave her a questioning look.

“Sorry, I…” Anja hid her face against Susanne’s shoulder, then peeked up. “God, first I can’t have sex, and now I refuse to even kiss you. Please don’t think I don’t want you. I do. I really, really do, but…”