I slowly awake, gradually becoming aware of myself and the daylight entering the bedroom.
The first thing I noticed was you beside me. At some point you'd snuggled into the back of me, your arm thrown over me and cupping my breast. Your breath tickled the back of my neck in a slow, steady rhythm. I felt the heat of your body against me. I smiled to myself, remembering. It had been our first night together in each others arms that you didn't need to get up first thing. I'd prepared a nice meal with candles and a good bottle of wine. The inevitable had happened, just as it always does. But this time was different, we didn't need to rush. Clock watch. We just had to be together.
You had given me more orgasms than I could count, the first few with tongue and fingers, frantic, gasping, rushed. Then as I had straddled you, riding you, your hands reaching up to massage my breasts and teasing my nipples, your lips urgently on mine, your teeth occasionally tugging at my lips. The best had come as I climaxed tightening around you too much, tipping you over the edge, my legs wrapped around your waist, moving together, while you filled me deep inside.
My insides tingle at the memory and I become aware of a damp sticky feeling down below, partly the result of last night and partly in anticipation of a repeat performance. I squirm slightly as my body reacts to the thoughts in my head. My tiny movement causes you to stir, pressing yourself more tightly to me. I become very aware of your erection, pressing against my bare ass and the back of my thighs. Your hand, still until now, gives my breast a gentle squeeze and your fingers circle my nipple. It swells and grows stiff in immediate response.
My wicked body betrays me, squirming a little harder and pressing my bottom back into your erection. This is no deliberate action, it happens without me thinking about it. You take a deeper breath and your hand squeezes a little harder, fingers rolling my stiffening nipple and pulling gently at it. I feel a new dampness forming between my thighs, one caused by the pleasure of the closeness as much as the feeling of our naked bodies entwined together.
You're waking now and starting to nuzzle at the nape of my neck, kissing the first vertebrae on my back. It sends Goosebumps down my spine and turns my insides to jelly. I inhale deeply as you press your hand more firmly to my breast, I raise my leg to allow your erection to slip up between my thighs until it rubs against the lower part of my slit. You let out a low murmur as you press into me, rubbing your erection against my sex finding my wetness. At the same time, you raise your head and starts to kiss my neck, nibbling and biting on my shoulder.
