Early morning, searching for her body in the sheets. Soft satin draped over our naked bodies. I find her soft skin. My fingers trace over my thighs. Faced away from me, I scratch down her back and grab at her thighs. Her head tilts back, and I move my arm around her throat.
Pulling her in gently, I make my way down between her legs with my hands pressed strongly against her body.
She moans for me.
She takes a big breath in and slowly moves her thighs apart. She allows me to fully take her body over.
Arching her back against me, I can feel how wet she is.
"Good dream?" I whisper. She moans.
I continue to hold her throat with my forearm and begin massaging her plump pussyfolds. Her clitter immediately hits rock hard. I moved my fingers side to side over her with ever-changing amounts of pressure to build a tingling amount of tension on her.
I make my way to her. Pressing one finger at first to fully saturate her before pushing in a second.
She is so tight this morning. My fingers move their way into her, feeling all of her favorite spots. Putting pressure on that ridge that makes her moan. Then I moved my fingers out to play with her clitter again.
I love the way I can tease her pussycat, and her whole body moves as if it is begging for it. I make sure to edge her.
Hard.
I build her up.
Then pull away completely. She begs me not to stop again.
"Please, baby. Please."
I push two fingers into her again. This time, with a pulling motion, I feel her pussy become so thick inside that I can almost feel an orgasm about to explode.
I move my fingers to my mouth, again teasing her, and ask her to meet me in the shower.
With a little nod and a moan, I move away from her and go to run the hot water.
She puts some music on and makes her way to the bathroom. The room is steamy, and I can see her drop the robe to the floor. She looks up at me, smiling. She steps into the shower and immediately pushes me up against the glass.
Fuck. It's cold.