I woke with a start. Fingers grazing my collarbone and lips pressing against my forehead, I woke to find his eyes chasing the curve of my cheeks. "What time is it, Daniel? We have to go."
"I don't think I can move. I think my leg has fallen asleep. Help me up, will you?"
I laughed and stood, then helped him to his feet. He looked a little wobbly, but still as tall as ever. I asked if the feeling had come back and came closer when he reached for me, but he didn't answer. He grabbed my jaw and pulled my face to his, kissing me deeply and sucking softly on my lip. I tried pulling back. I thought that if I stepped back, he'd look at the time, and we would get dressed and go. But he wouldn't let my mouth leave his. He grabbed a handful of my ass in each hand, and a moan I couldn't stop gave him the credit he wanted.
I yanked my head away and asked, "Shouldn't we be going? Both of us have a long day tomorrow." For the moment, it seemed I had forgotten my anger and lost the motivation to ask him what the hell was happening between us.
"I don't feel like going right now. Do you?"
"Daniel, we couldn't have finished more than 20 minutes ago. We weren't asleep that long, were we?" He was kissing my neck. "Again?"
"Spread your legs," he said. Calmly. Authoritatively. I did as he asked, and he ran his fingers up my thighs to my slit where he found the remainder of our mixture and slipped his finger in my pussy. "Your pussy's piping hot, babe. I don't think you're ready to go." I could feel his fingertip wriggling about, stirring up every feeling I didn't think I should have. He was shoving it in and out with increasing speed, and suddenly my head was tilting, my knees were buckling, and my breath was shallow. "Can you hear your pussy sucking at my finger? You need to cum before I can go." My ears were filled with the sloppy sounds of his finger in my hole, and I was dazed thinking about how quickly he'd made me speechless.
I was swaying, rocking against his arm - the only think keeping me upright. He held onto me, while I sent my nails into his shoulder, and then, "Cum for me. I know you need it. I can feel it." Before I could let out a breath, he kissed me and managed to pump my pussy for what felt like every drop of cum it could produce. I was dying to turn my head and scream, but he pressed his tongue onto mine and devoured every note of my release. He pulled his hand from between my legs and caught me in his arms when I became weak. I was hoping he'd let me rest for a moment, but the best I got was a soft command to turn over as he laid me on the cool floor. I was thankful for the relief. I was terribly hot, and I lay there on the edge of a daydream when I felt him straddling my thighs.
