As he walked down the familiar hallway, a faint light beckoned. Michael moved towards it, propelled by a desire he couldn't control. He paused in the doorway, accustoming his eyes to the dim light. Tonight he knew she was alone, waiting for him to come to her under the cloak of darkness.
The room lay bathed in shadows, the only sound her quiet breathing. Oblivious to his presence she remained sprawled across the bed, her face buried deep in the comforting softness of her pillow. The blankets were twisted haphazardly across her back, leaving her long legs and shoulders exposed to the soft breeze from the window. He moved softly to her side, staring down at her as she peacefully slumbered amidst the blankets. With tender fingers he smoothed her blonde hair, brushing it away from her face, allowing him a better view of her silky cheek and soft lips.
Bending his head, he gently nuzzled against her cheek, breathing in her scent, enriched with the sweetness of her bath oil. She smiled in her sleep, lost in pleasant dreams that he prayed contained him. Unable to resist, he reached for the blanket that lay draped across her, slowly he pulled it aside, baring the entire length of her back to his hungry eyes. His hands skimmed her exposed body, the smooth lines of her spine encouraged his hands further until he came to rest on the rounded firmness of her buttocks. His fingers lingered there, gliding in smooth arcs across her flesh as he began to trace the path he had made with his mouth, leaving a damp trail of kisses in his wake.
She remained undisturbed by his ministrations and as the seconds ticked by he came to the small of her back. Squeezing her cheeks gently, he tenderly nipped her skin, sampling the warmth that lay unguarded before him. Briefly she stirred in response, dragging one of her knees upwards closer to her chest, before settling again into rest. As he paused, frozen against her, he became aware of the scent that now surrounded them. He could clearly discern the musk from her now exposed womanhood. Parting reluctantly from her rounded buttocks, his fingers trailed along their crease seeking the warmth he knew so well. He sighed in satisfaction when his fingertips grazed the pool of moisture that lay between her legs. Tenderly he touched her bare skin, delighted by the aroused flesh he discovered.
Gently pushing her leg higher on the bed, he opened her fully to his view. Bracing his weight on the foot of the bed, he knelt between her thighs, staring with rapt fascination as his fingers parted her pink lips. Her scent became stronger as he continued to graze her flesh with his fingers, glistening liquid seeping from her core. Shifting his face closer he inhaled her muskiness and placing his hands on the backs of her thighs he began to lick her, sampling her sweetness. He never tired of the taste of her, always so fresh and pure. Blood became to pound through his body and his cock hardened inside his shorts as he pleasured her. She moaned in her sleep, shifting restlessly against his mouth.. Not yet willing to fully awaken her, he moved his hands soothingly on her thighs, urging her to surrender back into sleep.
She stilled under his hands, the tenderness of his touch easing her return to her dreams. Slowly and tenderly he roused her flesh, tirelessly bathing her with his tongue. He was aware of the small shifts of her hips as she became aroused, lost in passionate dreams, unaware of the reality of her visitor. Shifting backwards off her bed, he removed his clothes, dropping them soundlessly onto her carpet. He stood silent in the moonlight, his eyes watchful , the only sign of his passion the erection that rested against his stomach. His cock had begun to ache with need, desperate to feel the silken walls of her again closing around it.
Slowly he eased back onto the bed, once more kneeling between her sprawled legs. Tenderly he grasped her hips, tilting her slightly in preparation. Holding his throbbing cock with one hand he gently pressed against her exposed opening. Feeling the liquid heat surrounding his head, his breathing became ragged, his thoughts focused on that one sensation. She shifted again, unwittingly aiding his cock as it slid unresisted into her body. He groaned in pleasure as he filled her, the tight muscles gripping him firmly. Slowly she began to stir, her body aware now of the invasion. He bent forwards over her, breathing against her neck.
