Sunday morning is always a relaxing morning. Especially this Sunday.
The previous evening was long, but wonderfully worth it. The two of them talked long into the night about everything. But most importantly about how they feel about each other.
The sex last night was fast and frantic, the fact that she came just while he was kissing her neck took them both by surprise.
But this morning, as the Sunday sun filled the bedroom, the two of them walking in each other's arms with a feeling of euphoria, laying here side by side, looking at each other, gently kissing one another, they know this is real, this is honest, this is them and neither want to lose this.
His hand wanders over her hip, his fingertips tracing the contours of it as she lays the on her side facing away from him.
He slides his finger in the fold between her leg and pelvis, gently before reversing and moving it back up over her hip and across her buttock.
Grabbing it firmly he gives it a squeeze as she starts to kiss him with a greater firmness.
He pulls her body closer to his.
Gazing into one another's eyes deep into each other's souls.
She sighs deeply as he kisses her again, the wave of emotion, love and desire, passion and lust overwhelm her, as the sun dapples through the window.
Spinning round to face him she kicks the covers off and run her hand up his chest under his T-shirt. Circling her finger around his nipples. Lifting the T-shirt higher as she goes, eventually lifting it over his head and throwing it across the room.
She looks down at him thinking can these feelings be real? Is this really happening? She never expected this. Has guarded against it for so long, how is it this man. This wonderful man has broken through her defenses.
A smile plays on her face, this feeling of pure happiness, filling her soul.
He looks back at her, does he know what she is thinking? Is he thinking the same thing?
The way he lifts his head and kisses her tells them both that he does, that he is giving himself to her on every level.
The kiss initially a lingering soft kiss becomes ever more passionate, ever more intense, hands running up each other back, holding one another close, their body heat intermingling and ever rising.
He brings himself to kneeling position over her, her legs between his knees. As he gazes down at her, wearing nothing but one of his T-shirts he realizes just how beautiful she is laying there on the bed in the sunlight.
She sits up, running her hands across his belly and slips them between his skin and the elastic of his boxer shorts. Stretching the elastic and letting it flip back, a gentle slap fills the room as she giggles, once again she slips her fingers in and proceeds to slowly peel his boxer shorts down his thighs.
In doing so his incredibly erect penis peels itself down as the elastic slides further down until it suddenly bounces back to attention, hard as steel and touching the tip of her nose, She softly kisses the tip of his penis as she says,
'Oh my, is this for me?'
She looks up at him as he smiles back down at her as her tongue begins to softly lick the tip of his, even now, hardening cock. He runs his hands through her hair and down her back, wrapping his arms under her, lifting her up to kiss her again.
He backs away and stands up kicking of his boxer shorts before dropping back down to his knees, looking eye to eye the two kiss again, before he pushes her down onto the bed. As she falls her legs open and he runs his fingernails along the back of her thigh and across her pelvis.
He lays down on his stomach as he circles his forefinger in a figure eight through her trimmed hair as he presses his thumb against her clitoral hood. A jolt shoots through her, like a bomb is going off inside her, She wants him more than she has ever wanted anything.
'Mmmmm' she murmours as his forefingers runs down between her lips. He gently spreads them, his nose so close to here he breathes deeply, inhaling her desire, her lust, her sex, the sweetest smell he could ever imagine,