First night:
"Only me?" I asked sitting naked upon his lap after we'd made love. Gently running my hands up his chest kissing his neck. As he answered a firm yes. His fingers explored my body and I smiled as he rubbed me against his hard cock letting me know as always he wanted me. I grabbed his hands and hold them, I don't let them touch our bodies, letting my hips rub me over him. Finally connecting our lips and hips as his hard cock slipped past my outer lips and it pulled him in. I control my body and he felt my cunt softly gently milking him already as I contract it around him. His kiss deepened showing his surprise and delight as I held him in. He felt like his being milked without moving our kiss growing more passionate.
As I moved my hips back and forth slow and long, holding his hands up over our heads. He pushed and they slipped down to our sides but still not touching. A playful game going on with our hands, a soft teasing with our lips, and delight with our connection. I moved my hips around getting a swirl screwing motion in and out letting the kiss intensify. As I moved so his grinding against my clit and rubbing my g-spot losing my control my cunt quivering uncontrollably as I slide into one huge orgasm. His body replied to the irresistible call and he shot a major load of warmth into me. As I pressed down hard and then up cradling the shaking tip in me as his spurting tapers off. I broke the kiss off and released his hands.
"Only you make me respond this way," he whispered. His hands running up my back over my entire body. His lips moving down to tease my pert nipples on my creamy flesh waiting for his body to rise again.
The next morning:
After a long night of passionate love making he awoke. Watching me sleep peaceful and dreamy. He is a morning person and it took all my sexual hunger and passion to keep him awake. And now he was oddly enough still aroused. He felt my naked body next to his and he softly touched my skin, lightly kissing my neck. He doesn't want to wake me so he gently caressed me letting my body curl up to him in my sleep. His hands wander over me feeling my body respond, nipples hardening. My lips parting as I let out soft sigh still mostly asleep. He wanted to wake me in the best way possible.
He smiled and slowly shifted under sheets until he is over my legs. He rubbed my inner thigh and I rolled over to my back. He is greeted by my pussy as my legs spread and adjust. He pulled the sheets back slowly watching my nipples pop into sight as my soft voice murmurs as silken sheet slides over my skin. The early morning light making my soft skin glow. His fingers traced gently upon my thighs smelling my scent. Partly made up of last nights love making part from my renewed arousal. My eyelids flickered as his lips slowly slide up my thigh. He knew I was still half asleep and he curled his tongue and begin tracing letters over my clit. My loud moan expressed that I'm fully awake and he wasted no time bringing me to an explosive orgasm. He feasted upon me and I smiled fully awake propping myself up on my elbows looking down at him feeding between my legs. Murmuring sexy encouraging words and how I really wanted to feel his cock within me and how my nipples ached for his touch.
I lay stretched out totally relaxed from the morning of passion. I turned 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.
"Still up hmmmm?"
"You always make me respond" he murmured in a slow breath leaning back against me.
"Hungry?" I asked, "for food silly," seeing a grin spread over his face.
"Sure let me get something." Sheets rustled as he gets out of bed stretching, his arousal obvious. I moved to get out of bed. "Stay right there, after this morning, you deserve to be served." 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 whispered as I heard him set a plate down and pulled back the covers.
"It's cold," I whispered opening my eyes, looking at him, the way the light caught in his dark hair the blue eyes twinkling. Watching his lips form a impish smile.
"I can fix that," he said sitting next to me on bed holding one breast in his hand, the other reaching for plate, "You're beautiful, you know that?" he asked cupping my breast placing soft teasing kisses around my nipple.