I lay stretched out totally relaxed from night of passion. I turn over pressing against his back enjoying the feel of his warm skin softly kissing his neck my hand running down his chest. Surprised to feel him stirring at my touch.
"After last night I didn't think you could."
"You make me respond" he murmurs in slow breath leaning back against me.
"Hungry?" I ask, "for food silly," seeing a grin spread over his face.
"Sure let me get something." Sheets rustle as he gets out of bed stretching, his arousal obvious. I move to get out of bed. "Stay right there, after last night you deserve breakfast in bed." I watch him wander out running my hands lightly over my body remembering the warmth of his body the gentle and frantic passion. I close my eyes and relax. I hear his footsteps but don't open my eyes. "Care for a little snack?" his voice whispers as I hear him set a plate down and pull back the covers.
"It's cold," I whisper opening my eyes, looking at him the way the light catches in his dark hair the blue eyes twinkling. Watching his lips form a impish smile.
"I can fix that," he says sitting next to me on bed holding one breast in his hand the other reaching for plate, "You're beautiful you know that?" he asks cupping my breast placing soft teasing kiss around my nipple.
"Now I do, so what do we have to eat?" He places a cream covered strawberry over my lips. I gently nibble it not noticing him as I savor the sweet fruit until I feel him dollop cool whip over my nipples sighing feeling it cover my breasts, suddenly his tongue dips into cream carefully cleaning around my nipple leaving hard tip covered. His lips finally covering it tongue teasingly flicking over it as his lips kiss and suck softly at my breasts. "I could get used to this kind of breakfast," I say my breath louder waiting for him to switch nipples. Finally leans across his rough gentle hand toying with my hard wet nipple as he cleans the other. "Any more strawberries?" I ask watching him clean my breasts.