The morning light cast a faint shadow on the bed where their bodies lay entwined. In the city below the apartment, people were up and moving, heading straight for their venti nonfat lattes, protein bars in hand. Up and out and off into the streets, at the first light of dawn, is the American way of doing business. Only not today for Adam and Ariel. Today they got to sleep in, a rare deviance from the typically harsh daily routine.
Adam began to wake first, feeling the familiar swell of his morning erection, as it grew hard against the round curve of Ariel's ass. She was still fast asleep, her breathing still calm and even. He smiled as he remembered their long, thorough sex romp the night before, and his erection grew even more insistent. He began to play with himself gently, as quietly as possible so as not to wake his sleeping beauty.
He stroked himself as he remembered going down on her in his slightly intoxicated state. A few cocktails always made Adam feel a little bit of extra friskiness, and he liked to spend a good long while taking care of her, his head between her thighs. The heat that radiated from her was intoxicating, and it was all he could do to control himself and take his time burying his face in her delectable pussy. He had licked her up and down, and then side to side, starting slow and building up speed until his tongue vibrated against the sensitive nerves of her glistening wet entrance. He loved grabbing her breasts as his tongue circled her clit and she let out a few soft moans of pleasure. He pulled her closer to him, and his tongue probed her juicy depths as she arched her back, lost in sheer carnal lust. He could feel how wet she was when he slipped a finger inside her, and loved the taste of her juices as he licked her pussy clean.