"Mike?" she murmured, her voice still thick with the remnants of a dream. Her lips curled into a lazy smile as she turned her head to see him lying beside her, his eyes half-lidded but focused on her skin.
"Morning, boss," he said, his voice low and raspy, the corner of his mouth lifting in a smirk. His hand continued its slow exploration, moving from her arm to the curve of her shoulder, then down to the base of her neck. His touch was unhurried, almost reverent, as if he were mapping every inch of her.
Rachel let out another soft giggle, her body instinctively arching into his touch. "What time is it?" she asked, though she already knew the answer. The world outside was still quiet, the city not yet awake.
"Too early to get up," he murmured, his fingers trailing lower, skimming over the slope of her collarbone. "But just the right time to caress the boss."
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