The sunlight streams through the window, enveloping you in its warm glow, as I sit up in the bed, watching you, remembering. Your hair, rumpled and tumbling around your face, as you lie there so peacefully, a slight smile on your sleeping face. I smile as well as I remember grabbing that hair, pushing myself deeper into that sweet mouth...
My eyes trace your body, covered only by the soft linen sheet, a bare arm and shoulder teasing me with the nakedness that lies beneath, as I remember that body, covered with the sheen of sweat, your voice crying out my name...
I watch as you shift in your sleep...is that a slight moan I hear, perhaps your own remembrances of our night of passion entering into your dreams? You are so beautiful as you lie there, peacefully sleeping. My mind races a bit faster as I watch you, my cock lifting in response to all of the delicious thoughts that are running through my head. I ache to touch you, to wake you, to kiss you, our bodies merging together once more; but I can't bear the thought of waking you from your much-deserved sleep.
To clear my mind a bit, I slip out of the bed, careful not to disturb you, and walk quietly over to the washroom. I close the door behind me, and start the water running in the shower, waiting for the water to warm up, hoping the sound of the water isn't disturbing you. I let my boxers slip to the floor, my still semi-hard cock stirring a bit as the fabric slides over it, and I step into the hot shower, sighing as the water pours over me. I grab the soap, and lather myself up quickly, trying not to prolong this, although my hand does linger a moment on my cock, feeling it harden fully, remembering our bath together the night prior, our hands everywhere, enjoying every crevice of each other's bodies, remembering pushing you onto your back right there in the tub and mounting you, fucking you with abandon, the water swirling around us, lapping against our bare skin, your head thrown back in ecstasy...
I turn off the shower, stepping out and grabbing a towel, quickly drying off. My body is tingling with arousal as I silently open the door to the washroom, the cooler air of the room outside raising goosebumps on my skin. I slip into an armchair at the foot of the bed, still naked, and watch you again. You've shifted onto your side, the curve of your hip evident through the thin linen sheet, the tops of your breasts now slightly exposed. My mind is a tumbled mix of desire and tenderness as I think about how I had treated those sexy hips, bending you over the side of the bed, nudging my cock against your asshole, teasing you with it a bit, my hands firmly holding onto you, rotating your hips against me, then shoving my cock all the way into you with one push...
My cock is now straining, a drop of precum even standing out from the tip, and I can't resist you any longer. As I think about the many sumptuous ways of waking you, you shift again in your sleep, rolling onto your back, your knees slightly bent and splayed to either side, and a slow grin develops on my face as I decide on my plan...
I reach out, slowly untucking the bottom of the bed sheet, careful not to disturb you too much...yet. I then slip my head and shoulders underneath, and slither up into the bed, carefully spreading your legs a bit wider as I slide up. I can't resist kissing one smooth thigh, and I linger there for a moment, my lips and tongue enjoying the feel of your soft skin. You stir slightly at my kiss, but you remain in a deep sleep, and I kiss further up your leg, spreading your legs yet a bit wider...