Carrie stirred, stretching like a cat as she pushed the fog of slumber away. She turned to her side and reached across the bedding. Sighing when she found the cold spot of where her lover had lain, just so recently, she glumly sat up and started toward the bathroom. Her spirits lifted when she heard the shower running. She looked at the clock and saw that it was still before 6 am. She had time.
Brightly she opened the ensuite door. She looked in and saw his reflection in the mirror. The glass doors of the shower were only slightly spotted with water droplets, giving Carrie a clear view of her man. He stood under the stream of water, rinsing his hair. She could see his semi-hard cock bounce as the water flowed off the tip. His hands moved down his ripped body and stopped to stroke himself a couple of times. She moaned involuntarily as she saw him grow.
She heard him chuckle, "Come on in, Baby, I know you're watching."
"I thought you'd never ask! You know I need my morning wake up." Her low, sexy voice muffled against his chest as he took her in his arms. She moved her mouth across his pec to his nipple, flicking her tongue across it, finding the tiny tip with her teeth, tugging it into her lips and sucking, the water flowing around her mouth. She licked some of it from his skin, moistening her palate and rinsing the night taste away.
She raised her eyes up to him and watched his face through the spray as her hand circled his hard cock. "Better than coffee.." she whispered. "I want some." He caught her chin in his hand as he lowered his lips to hers.
