I woke up this morning early. Sun trying to break through the blinds on the windows. I know I need to go back to sleep but there is an urgency between my legs. I rub my eyes and roll over onto my belly...wiggling against the hardness between my lips. I rest my head on my arm, rubbing and rubbing. I remember slowly in my morning fog...yes...a toy lying between my lips, not inside me, but between my lips, spreading my lips open, wedged there nicely, and if I rub my body against my bed I can almost feel myself begin to cum.
I must have slept this way all night. I smile at the thought. Remembering now that you exist and how your hot breath punctuated the air next to my ear. Rolling back and forth now, rubbing my clit against the toy, I listen for you...wanting you near.
I can hear the sound of someone outside. Hammering maybe. The sound of the cat, plaintive, wanting food. I think of all the little things that I should get up and do. Putting my house in order. But I don't. Not yet.
I shut my eyes and tense my legs, pointing my toes...rubbing and rubbing...feeling so hot, my whole body loving my bed.
I don't even hear you when you walk in. You are like that. You sometimes come and sometimes go. I only know that you are there when I feel your hand on the back of my thigh.
"Good morning," you say, "Princess."
I smile and open my eyes, not stopping...and I purr at you...and I don't know what it is...the sight of me humping my bed, the toy between my lips, or the smell of pussy...the sounds I make...but you drop onto the bed and pull me to you with such force and surprise that we are both laughing.
You wrap you arms and legs around me. Crushing me to your chest. I love how strong you are. You begin to growl, like a bear, and we laugh again...but soon we are both quiet, your cock growing hard against me.
You reach down and pet my buttocks awhile and I shut my eyes. I love being touched, being stroked. You rest your mouth in my hair. Stroking me, holding me.
"It is a beautiful day outside, Susanna," you say, "We don't want to miss it."
I would miss all beautiful days if only to be held in your arms.
I feel the cool air as our bodies part and you reach down and take the toy from between my legs. You walk to the closet and choose some clothes for me and I rise and bring you the hairbrush. I dress slowly, your eyes on me, then sit on your lap so that you can brush my hair. Before I know it we are on your bike and we ride. I slide my arms around you...leaning my body into you.