A MONTH OF SEXY WRITING CHALLENGE
January 8
Spooning/mindfuck
As it's time to lay down to sleep, we crawl into bed. It's been a long day. We're both so tired that we've been wanting nothing more than our heads to hit our pillows. We lay down. Me with my back to you. You scoot up behind me to spoon.
"Goodnight babe," you whisper in my ear.
"Night," I say as I close my eyes.
As I lay there with my sight turned off, the rest of my senses kick into hypersensitive mode. At first, I think I'll be fine. I listen intently to your breath so near my ear. I smell the masculine soap from your shower. I feel your arm around my waist and your legs tucked into mine. Your chest rising and falling calmly against my back.
Then it happens. I notice your cock semi hard against my ass. I'm a goner. My mind makes me remember exactly how good your cock can make me feel. I scoot back to press harder against you.
"Be still," you growl in my ear. Which makes it worse. I love how your voice gets all low and growly whenever we play. Fuck. I gotta keep from moving.
Where only moments ago I was so tired I could have fallen asleep on my feet, now I'm full of butterflies and dirty thoughts. My brain whirling as I try intently not to move an inch. I know you're tired. We both worked so hard today. Busy day all around.
I can't stop my mind. It urges me to reach back and take you in my hand. To stroke my favorite cock until you thrust inside me. Damn it no! Stop thinking that shit! Go to sleep.
I try to slow my breathing. Try to relax my body. How the hell do you lay so still? Why is your breathing so calm? I'm gonna lose my mind!