It's a sunny Sunday morning after a night of light rains. Bright but soft light has sneaked into our Silverlocks bedroom, through the curtains. It's remarkably quiet, with no chirping or sounds of traffic. We're naked under the sheets and you're laying on my chest. I have my left hand resting on your bare back. I awaken first and kiss you on your temple, you look up, flustered with swollen eyes, also making me look in disbelief at your beauty. I kiss your forehead, extracting a smile out of you. I'm smitten again and I unassumingly go for your lips, only for you to deny with the usual "mm-mm" and a playful smile. I kiss you below your ears, my lips then latch onto your earlobe, and you slowly shift sideways to become the smaller spoon, signalling what you want. My left arm is under your neck, and I instantly wrap my right arm around your chest, where your hands are loosely guarding your breasts...
I get as close as possible, spooning you tight, feeling your bare back against my chest and crossing my right leg over your thighs. I plant a kiss on your nape, breathe out on your warm skin there, and I feel you flinch the slightest. You let go of your hands and guide my right arm to cup your left breast. I press my hand in slowly, my left hand grabs your other breast, and now I begin to knead both, slowly. I feel your nipples hardening under my palms. I place a wet kiss on your shoulder, and push my now hard erection onto your butt. You arch back a little, and I hold you tighter. We're pressed hard onto each other, the warmth getting to a hotter zone by the second...
I breathe into your ear as I continue to squeeze your breasts with varying pressure. I press my thumb over your areola, and I feel you twitch as my fingers brush over your nipple. I press your right breast tight as I take your other nipple between my fingers, scissoring it with my index and middle fingers. Your nipple is hard, and you let out a little moan as my nails brush against your hard nipple. I can hear your breath quicken, and I press both your nipples with my fingers and stimulate them faster. You moan louder, and I knead your breasts harder, squeezing them more firmly. You suddenly spring back, flipping yourself to face me, and I grab your face to kiss you hard on your lips. You don't hold back, and go hard on my upper lip, nibbling and pulling at it with your teeth. My tongue pops out to lick your lip too, as we're transfixed in a prolonged kiss. We pull back and you snatch my hand to put it back on your breast. My left hand is caressing your nape, while my right is pressing hard against your breast. Our lips are still tugging at each other and I'm in a trance just feeling your breath on my face, entirely unaffected by the fact that we haven't even brushed yet...
