You turned over, burrowing deeper into the covers and burying your face in the pillow. knowing that it was still early and that there was plenty of time to sleep, and the world could wait for a few hours. You were just beginning to fall asleep when you heard the toilet door slide open and close. He's was in the bathroom. That’s nice. Drifting in and out of a light slumber, you heard me rummaging in the bathroom before the shower spray started. With a slow smile, you imagined the sheets of hot water sleeking down my muscled body and soaking my short brown hair that you cut yesterday. I was lovely naked in the shower and soaping up, and you toyed with the idea of joining me. You could imagine yourself running appreciative hands over my tattoos and back before traveling lower. The warm bed was simply too tempting, however, and you drifted back towards sleep. There would be plenty of time for that later, but then the door between the bathroom and the bedroom opened. “Still asleep?” i asked softly, and you grumbled a response into the pillow. I stepped closer and you could tell without opening your eyes that i was standing above you, watching you closely. “It’s almost 6 you know.” The bed creaked as i sat down it, and you turned away, burying your head under the pillow and shutting your eyes tight. If you just ignored me, maybe i would go away and let you sleep, though suddenly you wasn’t at all sure that sleep was what you wanted. Then i was curled up to your back, one strong arm thrown over your waist and you began to think that sleep might not be in the cards after all. You could smell the clean male scent of me and then you could feel my breath on the back of your neck. “Are you sure you want to keep sleeping ?” i whispered. “I’ve got plenty of things I’d love to do with you.” “Well, go ahead and do them then,” you muttered, but instead of sounding grumpy, you sounded exited and sensual. I chuckled close to your ear, and you felt me tug the blanket up and baring your naked back. I pressed my naked body against your bare back, and you could feel my cock already half-hard against the back of your thigh. Involuntarily, you pressed back against me, letting me warm you up far more deliciously than the blanket had. “Go ahead and go to sleep, sweetheart, if you can,” i said, nibbling lightly at your ear. That sounded like a challenge and you resolutely shut her eyes, determined not to give in. I pulled aside your hair covering your neck and trailed kisses down the back of your neck even as my hand stole under the blankets to stroke the side of your breast. My touch was light, not quite ticklish, and it drew goose bumps on your skin. You bit back a sigh when my fingers stroked at your nipple, making it harden. You forced yourself to remain still when i cupped your breast tenderly in my hand,squeezing breast milk cream from you tit and rubbing it around the nipple before laying a soft, wet kiss on her shoulder blade. The bed shifted as i rested my head on one bent arm, and ran my free hand down your flank and to your thigh. You tensed when i brought my hand closer to your love triangle, but i only smoothed my palm flat over it, stroking lightly at your mound before moving on to touch your stomach. Everything was so gentle that you could feel yourself drifting off again. But then my hand moved over the curve of you bum. You kept your breath slow and even, but your resolution to stay still only seemed to make you more aware of my touch. There was something intoxicating about the way i was touching you precisely as i pleased. At some point, this had stopped being a contest about whether you would get to sleep for another hour and became something much different. It was a game, and your part was to lie as still as you could for as long as you could. I ran a gentle hand over your bum before sliding my fingers between your thighs seeking and finding your slit. You lifted your knee up to accommodate me, a gesture natural enough to be that of a sleeping woman, but my soft laugh told you that i wasn’t fooled. You were only slightly wet, but i was patient, stroking the slit with the pads of my fingers until you moistened to my touch. You realized that you were gently but rhythmically pushing back against me and stopped yourself, clenching your hands into fists to hold them still. I kissed the top bumps of your spine as i worked my fingers over and over your slit, waiting until your folds were nearly soaking before parting them even a little. Now your breath was rougher, and it was harder than ever to hold still. I slowly worked first one, then two fingers inside you. Slowly, i drew them in and out, making you ache for more. After a few moments, you could smell yourself. Your breath was hissing between your teeth and now you couldn’t stop yourself from bucking back against me. My breath was coming faster too, and i licked your ear. My fingers suddenly pushed into you hard and you started to moan, but then i pulled them out entirely. You keened in disappointment. You wanted more, you wanted so much more, and i laughed. “Beautiful, Gorgeous woman,” i growled in your ear. “Do you know how fucking wet you are?” My words made you gasp and you gave up any pretense of pretending to be asleep. Your hips bucked up against me, but my arm clamped around your waist, holding you still. “Oh you’re up now?” my low voice sent sensual shivers up your spine and you could only moan in response. “Yes,” you murmured shakily. “I’m up, I’m up.” “What a funny coincidence,” i said. “So am I.” Deliberately, i pushed my hips against you again, letting you feel the hard, hot length of me against your rear. “I want you. I want you inside me now...” your voice shook with need. You might have been embarrassed if you weren’t so aroused. Suddenly I put some spit on my fingers . You were fully wet, but then you understood when i pushed your legs tight together. My slicked cock slid between your thighs, the spit making the glide silken smooth. Your breath caught at the feeling of my cock sliding between the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, brushing so tantalizingly against your wet cunt. . my fingers tight on your generous hips, i thrust myself between your legs, drawing back and forth. “Oh yes,” you gasped. My chuckle was strained and it warmed you to know just how much it cost me to tease you like this, how much i wanted you. Well, two can play that game, you thought to yourself. You pressed your legs even more tightly together and was rewarded with a surprised groan from me. I moved between your thighs for another few moments, long enough for you to tighten your legs around my cock several more times and then i pulled away entirely. “You’re gorgeous,” i said, and you peeked over your shoulder mischievously. “Really? You think?” you asked and then you yelped when i rolled you over on your stomach. “Yes, I do think,” i said. Suddenly i landed a light, open-palmed smack to your ass. The sting traveled from your rear straight to your vagina and the tingle warmed you beautifully. “Yes?” i asked and you made an affirmative purr. I rubbed your bottom where i had struck you for a moment, and then i landed another blow in exactly the same spot. This one was slightly heavier than the first and it made you gasp. Your bum redden under my hand. “Oh look at that,” i said. “Look at you.” You were confused for a moment and then you realized that you had inched your hips up underneath my hand. Your face was still pushed into the pillow, but you were almost on your knees, raising your hips to the delicious smacks. You blushed even as i ran an appreciate hand over her stinging bum “Not that I mind,” i commented. “This is gorgeous.” You started to lower yourself but then my hands were on your hips, pushing them even higher. “Also, convenient.” You held your breath when you felt the head of my cock to your wet pussy. I was broad and long, and it took a moment for me to push inside. Even slick with spit, it was tight and when i was all the way inside you, you sighed with satisfaction. “Is that good, ?” i asked and you nodded. That apparently wasn’t good enough, because i swatted your rear with my hand again. It caught you by surprise and you moaned at the sting combined with the feeling of being completely full. “Yes!” you say. “Yes, it feels good...” “That’s good, ” i say, my voice strained. “Because I think this is going to feel even better...” My first thrusts were slow and deliberate. You could feel my cock draw in and out of you. I was taking my time, but then you tightened around me deliberately. You knew i could feel it, because i paused for a moment, before resuming that same torturous pace. I did it again, a secret smile on your face, and this time you were rewarded with a gasp. “You want it so bad then?” i asked, low and almost menacing. You barely had time to nod when i took a tighter grip on you hips and thrust into you deeply, burying myself into your body to the hilt. You moaned at the deep pleasure this gave you and then i drew back and lunged again. You felt yourself slip on the sheets and you grabbed handfuls of the fabric in your hands to steady yourself. I started fucking you fast and hard. My hands on your body were almost painful, but you didn’t care. All you could think about was my cock pushing into you, filling you completely, and the weight of my balls slapping against you. You raised your hips even higher, opened your legs even further, and then you could push yourself back against me. You were fucking me as fiercely as i was fucking you, and our cries mingled together in the room. Your arms reaching backwards on either side of my inner thighs and you start digging your nails into my skin... You moaning loudly and then my one hand left your hip to find your clit again. I knew exactly how hard to work it, and your climax hit you with the force of a lightning bolt, making you throw you head back and wail. Your whole body shuddered with the force of your pleasure. The powerful sensations rolled over you, leaving you shaken and weak. You rested your head on your crossed forearms, slowing your breathing and only distantly aware that i was still pushing into you. You listened as my breath turned harsh and my hands tightened even harder on your hips for a moment. Then i groaned and you could feel me stop completly and with my throbbing cock fill you. When i pulled out, you collapsed slowly on your side. I drew you close again, stroking your hair. You were aware of being slightly sore, but it was delicious. You felt well- used and well-loved and you murmured soft, sweet words to me, not sure if they made sense but certain i would understand. “Are you awake yet?” i asked. You could hear the smile in my voice and you turned over to face me. My smile was sly and satisfied and you reached out languidly to trace the curve of my lips. “What happens if I say no?” you were faintly aware that your voice was hoarse from your shouts. “Then we start over again.” You thought for long moment, and then you firmly closed your eyes, while i laughed with surprise. You kept your eyes closed while my hands roamed your breasts and your sides, and this time i could kiss your mouth. You opened your lips under my tongue’s probing and even though you sucked lightly on tongue, you kept your eyes closed. “I See You,” i whispered, my voice rich with approval. My hand slid down the curve of your stomach, teasing the top of your slit. I teased your labia lightly, taking pleasure, you thought, in how soft and wet you were. I stroked your folds until they nearly parted for me, and then i found your clit again. You flinched slightly; you were still quite tender, but i was right when i said that you were also greedy. You heard me make an apologetic noise, and my touch eased up, taking the sensation from overly-intense to bearable. I pressed lightly, making you rock your hips. You were not as impatient as you were before and i stretched your pleasure out for you “Is this what you want?” i whispered “Would you like more?” You murmured your approval, and i began to stroke your clit, occasionally dipping my fingers into you to draw that dampness up. It was slow and gentle, perfect, and soon you were moving against me again. There was nothing urgent about my touch or your motions. We were locked together and you could concentrate solely on the sensations you were feeling. You might have really been dreaming, and i might have been something you imagined solely for your pleasure. Your second orgasm built up slowly. You could feel it coming a long way off, feel it swelling inside of you... . “Oh, oh, ,” you moaned, and then you convulsed, grasping at my shoulders. Sensations were blunter this time, but sweeter too. You let them carry you away as you went to a perfect blank space where you could only feel. You shook for several long moments and then you relaxed, looking up into my dark eyes with a tremulous smile. “All right,” you said softly. “I think I’m awake now.”