That first wave of actual consciousness in the morning continues to be jarring however many decades one lives. It's a stark reminder that the day starts and we can think and reason and breathe.
My front was warm with her weight on me and I remembered the night before as I ran my fingers down her spine under the covers.
Fuck,
she's sexy.
Yesterday, we used nipple clamps and it devolved into giggling until we figured them out. I think I liked them more than she did.
My head swam as I recalled her pulling on the chain lightly as my back arched.
She hummed into my chest.
"I don't want to go to work..." She whined.
"Hm...when's your first meeting today?"
"I have a new customer in at eleven."
"You ready?"
"No...but I will be..."
I craned my head to look at the time.
7:13am.
She had more than enough time, so I ran my hand down her side and grabbed a handful of her ass. She exhaled roughly.
Running my nails back up her spine, I gently nudged her, asking her to roll onto her back.
She hummed luxuriously as she laid on her back and stretched her arms up. My palm ran over her front, pressing into the supple flesh. I gripped her hipbone and pressed my thumb in circles.
As I kissed the side of her mouth, she slipped her fingers over the nape of my neck.
Our lips grazed against each other and I nipped down her jaw to suckle at her neck. My palm squeezed her breast and firmly pressed down her torso until I cupped her center. She gripped my triceps and whimpered.
I sighed, smelling her scent, as I moved my hand back and forth. "I can't get enough of you...I always want more."
"Ditto." She gripped my chin to push me back and look into my eyes. Her dark eyes were dancing with the words she wasn't saying and she kissed me.
Spreading her arousal over her clit, I dug in my fingers to rub at the length of it. My mouth found her nipple from where the covers had fallen down and her back arched as she gasped.
"Dude! After yesterday, that feels amazing! They're so sensitive." I hummed as I sucked firmly.
"Yeah?
Dude?
Does that feel good?" I teased as I licked at the hard nub.
She gasped again loudly as I entered her with two fingers. Her hips started a slow roll up and down and she grasped an errant hand at the covers. I had a sudden vision of what we looked like in the warm light of the morning, writhing, with hair mussed and my shoulder blades jutting out from where my arm worked at her center. It was sublime.
Her hands roamed everywhere and I rolled her nipples between my fingers while I alternated fingering her then pulling out to rub her clit in slow circles. She whimpered and moaned and it sent a thrill straight to my core.
Eventually, the sweat made our bodies slick and I relished the first filthy tryst of the day.
I sped up my pace and added a finger, making her claw at my back. Her face screwed up in pleasure and she shouted a cry at the ceiling when she came. Her walls squeezed my fingers and I sucked on her pulse point, feeling her pounding heartbeat slow down.
"Good morning to you too." She panted out and I chuckled.
I glanced at the clock again and saw it was almost nine now. I sighed, cursing all responsibilities and the real world.
"All right, babe. Now you
really
have to go."
"I don't wanna! I'm all sloshy and feel good."
I chuckled and took my fingers to flick at a nipple. She cried out as she convulsed and stared at me.
"Are you
trying
to rile me back up?"
"Just getting your attention..." I grinned. "Would you like some help getting up?"
"Okay." She groaned.
I stood up and pulled her by the ankles as she squealed and giggled. Her back was still on the bed and her legs dangled off the side. She raised her arms up towards me and I lifted her to her feet by her wrists. She grinned, kissing me, and I turned her around by her hips towards our bathroom.
I slapped her ass as she left and she jumped.
"You're randy today!" I heard her say as she walked away.
While I fried up some eggs and made coffee, she strode into the kitchen to fix up the disgusting smoothie she had everyday.
"Going to Starbucks today to work on your book?"
"Yep!" I chirped as I dug into the silky yellow yolk with my bread.
"Why can't you just sit in my office and write there all day? Then I could just watch you whenever I want." She leaned against my stool and kissed my shoulder.
"You know very well that we wouldn't get anything done if I did that. I can't focus when you're around."
"Hmm, true. Me either."
I slung an arm around her neck and kissed her, then pushed her away so she would get going.
"Okay, bye..."
"Bye."
"Suzie!"
"Okay! Bye!"
"Need a ride or are you taking your car?"
"I always need a ride on you!" She winked comically and I guffawed. "No, but seriously, I already called an Uber; they should be outside. Bye! Have a good writing day!"
"Bye, horndog! Go bring home the bacon!"
She grinned as she left.
I sighed at my breakfast.
Jesus,
she was going to break me one day.
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"Mor, can you pick me up from work today?"
I got the text from my regular table at Starbucks.
"Sure, babe! What time do you want me?"
"Now...I want you now."
I raised my eyebrows at her text and my lower spine tingled. Another text came in.
"But I have a meeting right now. So...let's say 6:00, please?"
"I'll be there."
"Thank you...I've been thinking about you all day."
I was getting hot under my collar and wondered if we were actually doing this while she was at work and while I had a pair of guys at the neighboring table talking over their coffees. I angled my phone, just in case.
"Yeah? About me doing what?"
"Your mouth on my neck."
The answer came back immediately.
Yep,
this is happening. I shifted to focus on my little phone screen.
"Licking and taking your skin in my mouth." I continued her train of thought.
"Yes."
"My hands gripping your thighs and running up the soft skin of your ass."
"I like when you dig your fingers in when you hold me."
