It was a beautiful morning in mid-summer. Julia just couldn't stomach going into work and sitting inside for 8 hours on such a gorgeous day, so she impulsively decided to call off. She put her on best "on death's door" voice and instantly gained the sympathy of her supervisor. All in a day's work, she laughed to herself. Jules looked over to her peacefully sleeping husband. He looked so boyishly angelic sprawled on the bed, his sun-kissed limbs tangled and contrasting nicely with the crisp white sheets.
She felt a convulsive clench in her pussy as her lazy thoughts wandered to the night before, when he had been anything but angelic. And thank the goddess for it. They'd fought over something stupid, childish really. And, as usual, he turned her furious temper into fiery passion. The way he'd slammed her up against the wall and drove into her... she bit her lip as she remembered the harsh, almost painful pleasure.
She was snapped out of her reverie by the insistent buzzing of David's alarm clock. His muffled "fuuuck" had her grinning to herself.
"Aww what's the matter baby? 9 am too early for ya?" Startled, he turned over.
"Mmmm... morning gorgeous." He smiled sleepily at her. She was such a picture in the morning. That long red hair rumpled from sleep and his hands the night before. Her creamy face soft, her electric blue eyes heavy lidded. The way she was sitting there on the bed, facing him cross legged, she reminded him of a little elf.
....A very sexy little elf. Her smooth pussy lips were slightly spread from her position, giving him an excellent view of her glistening pink folds. Her rosy nipples were high and erect on her creamy breasts. It was then he noticed the faint bruising around her hips and inner thighs. He frowned and traced them softly with his fingers.
"Sorry baby, I didn't mean to hurt you last night. You ok?" He looked so pathetically guilty she just had to lean down and give his mouth a smacking kiss.
"Of course I'm alright silly man. You can feel free to... hurt me like that any time you like. In fact, I was getting hot just remembering the way you fucked me last night." She bit his neck lightly, just where she knew sent shivers down his spine. "So hard and fast and rough." She shivered as her pussy clenched again and licked her way up to his mouth to nibble and tease. "Mmm... just the thought of you taking control of me like that makes me so wet."
He groaned a bit at the imagery and yanked her mouth fully onto his. She was still sitting cross legged, her elbows on her knees looked down on him.
"I'm sorry ma'am but I'm going to have to verify that statement. Just for the record, you understand."
"Always the lawyer, aren't you?" She giggled as he danced his fingers up her inner thighs, stopping to stroke the spot just outside her pussy lips. She sighed a little when they moved closer to her wet folds, but couldn't quite disguise the quick intake of breath when he penetrated her with two fingers. He pulled out slowly and frowned up at her.
"See, I knew I hurt you. I'm so sorry, Jules. I should have been more careful with you." He sighed dramatically. "I guess now I'm just going to have to kiss it and make it better."
"Aww, thanks Mo--" she cut off on a moan when his ongue began to trace her clit in slow, deliberate circles, with just enough pressure to tease and never enough to satisfy. She moved her hands down to spread her lips with his fingers, giving him more access to her quivering flesh. She whimpered and twisted when he began to lick her like a big, lazy cat. She thought he looked like a young lion, muscular and golden with his short hair sticking up in odd places from sleep. The look in his eyes was both fierce and lazy, an incongruous combination she knew, but she knew he was going to tease her until he was good and ready to have her come. Just another form of control, she thought as she panted and fell back on her elbows.
He moved his hands under her ass, spreading her knees wider and giving him more access to her drenched pussy.
