In the early hours of the morning, my eyes fluttered open as I began to wake. Shifting my head slightly so as not to disturb him, I glanced at the clock. 6 a.m. - plenty of time to relax and cuddle for a while before getting up and facing the day.
As I remembered our lovemaking from the night before, I smiled and snuggled closer to his warm body, which was curled behind me. I unconsciously rubbed my ass against his groin while I recalled all the wonderfully kinky things we'd done.
Immediately, I felt a response to my small movements. His arm tightened around my waist and his cock began to harden against my backside. His voice, deep with sleep, whispered a query as to whether I was awake. I laid still and made my breathing slow and deep to feign sleep. His hand began to lazily trace circles over my skin, raising goosebumps all over me.
When his tickling touch finally reached the sensitive area under my breast, I realized I'd been holding my breath. I exhaled slowly, still trying to maintain my ruse. I shifted to the side a bit to allow him easier access so that he might continue his exploration.
His fingers brushed over my nipple, which caused it to harden immediately. He began to tweak with his fingers, pulling ever so gently. He increased the pressure until it was hard for me to remain silent. I bit the inside of my lip, loving the waves of heat which were flowing through my body because of his touch. My pussy was getting extremely wet and it took all my control not to rub my ass against him. I redoubled my efforts to pretend I was still out cold.
Snuggling even closer to me, he pressed his now erect cock against my backside. I was disappointed momentarily when he removed his hand from my breast, but smiled happily when I realized where he was redirecting his attention.
He trailed his long fingers down my side to my thigh. He then placed his hand on my ass and squeezed the full, round cheek of my ass. He continued to do so rhythmically, lifting and separating my buttocks, exposing my hot wetness to the cool air in the room. I could smell my arousal and knew he could as well. My right hand drifted unconsciously to my breasts as I began to tease and twist my nipples in turn.
Suddenly, he stopped mid-squeeze and held my ass open. I felt the hot, slick head of his cock sliding up and down my exposed bottom. Pushing his hips forward, he began to quickly rub his shaft over my dripping slit as the tip of his dick pushed against my clit. The friction and slipperiness of our genitals nearly drove me insane with lust and I gasped for breath.
Never missing a beat, his hand which had been holding my ass moved to gather my hair and gently tug my head backwards towards his own. He whispered roughly in my ear, "I think my little girl likes to be fondled while she's asleep and helpless, doesn't she?" He rocked back and forth behind me, stimulating every nerve in every inch of skin he touched.
I whimpered softly, keeping my eyes clenched shut, panting in excitement as he continued to stroke, his cock clasped firmly in place between my legs. I pressed my knees together tighter and arched my back, pressing against his chest. He began to suck and bite on my neck in the way he knew I adore and I shivered with pleasure. My hips began to move in time with his and I tried to maneuver my hips so he would enter me.
Seeing right through me, he chuckled and tightened his grip on my hair. "Tell me what you want, baby," he growled in my ear, his hot breath making my hair stand on end. "Tell me what it is you want and you just might get it."
I opened my mouth, wanting to speak but unable to make the words come. My breathless gasps became louder, and for a moment we continued moving in time, listening to the sound. He pulled on my hair and I knew he was becoming impatient with me. I struggled to overcome my embarrassment and voice my desires.
"I want you to..." I began, searching for the words. I knew what he wanted to hear, but I was still shy about saying those things out loud. He quickened his movements and I moaned loudly. I needed him inside me at that moment more than anything. I started again, "I want your..." I trailed off again, distracted by the excitement coursing through my body.
