You wake slowly, reluctantly, to find the room still dark, the morning not yet dawned, and wonder idly why you've woken, but only for a moment before your body lets your brain know exactly why you've stirred. My mouth is a warm, wet sensation on your skin, a quick flick of my tongue against that most sensitive of nerve endings bringing you to full wakefulness. A soft, hot sigh follows it, my mouth leaving you for just a moment to trace kisses on your inner thigh before returning.
My left hand crawls up your side, pressing into your ribs and then traveling back down to grasp your ass and urge you towards me. My right hand travels down between my own legs, then returns to wrap around the base of your shaft, the warm wetness still clinging to my palm to match the warm wetness of my mouth on the head of your cock.
You squirm on the sheets, starting that long slow climb to pleasure, and my mouth leaves you to travel north on your skin, traces kisses as I crawl up your body. A sharp bite on your stomach marks my progress, a lick soothing the hurt as I continue upwards. Another bite announces my arrival at your collarbone, my hair brushing your chin as my hips settle over yours. Carefully, I cradle you between my thighs, not letting you in, not yet, but holding you oh-so-close....
I nibble up your jawline to find your mouth, tugging on your bottom lip with my teeth before kissing you fully on the mouth. You can taste yourself in my kiss, and beyond that, the unique taste of me.