She hated sleeping alone, and with him away on business for the last couple of weeks, she wasn't getting much sleep. Tonight was going just like every other night without him had gone. She went to bed at her bedtime, curling naked under the covers, still following his rules even though he wasn't there and wasn't coming home for another week.
She finally fell asleep, darkness hovering just at the edge of her dreams, keeping her from getting any real rest. As her curvaceous body shifted restlessly under the soft covers, she didn't hear the tiny click of the bedroom door when he came into their room. Even in her sleep, though, she recognized him, her soft curves sinking against his hard planes as he slipped under the covers, curling his naked warmth against hers. She sighed softly, her body relaxing into his, as she slowly woke up to the sound of his growl in her ear and his hand roughly grabbing her breast.
"I missed my girl," he whispered, running his hand down her curves, seeking out the wetness that was already pooling between her thighs.
"Sir," she barely managed to moan out as she shifted her legs apart, welcoming his hand, and wiggled her ass into his groin, feeling his length hard against her.
Her seeking booty wiggle earned her a sharp smack on the fleshy curve of her hip. She knew better than to tease him with her round ass, especially after they had been apart for so long and they were both on edge, needing the reaffirming connection of their bodies.
"It's going to be fast and hard, baby; it's been too long without you." He ground out between clenched teeth as he sank two fingers into her wet heat, preparing her for what was coming and anticipating how good it was going to feel to have her body tightly gripping his cock once again. "Stay with me."
Just feeling his hard fingers moving inside her was almost enough to make her come right then, but she held off, knowing that if she came without his permission it would be a long time before she was allowed to come again. She felt him guiding her over onto her stomach, lifting her hips and bottom up, serving them up to his wandering hands and hungry cock. That first, slow thrust into her depths had them both moaning at the feeling of homecoming.
But soft and slow wasn't enough for either of them. He shifted his hand on her hip, digging his fingers in, and holding her still for the rapid, hard thrusts that were coming. His other hand traveled softly up her back, before finding rough purchase in her sleep-mussed hair.
