I've slept in. Wonderfully sore and completely exhausted from the night before. My nipples swollen and tender from your teeth, from learning I can ride the wave and cum a second and third time from your bite, the release, your tongue.
I reach out but instead of your warm skin all I touch is the cool sheet. It's still dark, I should sleep, there's no way I can sleep. You're sitting on the patio, earbuds in, you don't hear me come out. You feel my fingertips on your shoulder as I move in front of you, moonlight on my naked body, no shame, no ego, no apology.
I take one earbud and place it in my ear, share your music, meet your gaze. No words, no explanation needed. "Lose Control, I know you want to, you know I need to, let go...".
Fingertips trailing down your arm, cool air, light touch. You stand. Meeting your gaze, my hand sliding under your shirt, on your waist, moving up your stomach, your chest, lifting your shirt off, stepping closer, my nipples hard, pressed against your skin. Don't stop me, let go.
Sliding your shorts down, letting them fall to the ground, your thick cock already getting hard. Hand on your chest, gently pushing you back, moving between your legs as you sit, slide forward, lean back, close your eyes.
My hands on your thighs, mouth so close you can feel my warm breath, pressing your legs apart. Warm, wet, soft tongue on the tip of your head, licking a drop of pre-cum. A moment, a pause.