The windows were open, as the Fall beckoned. A fitful breeze motioned through them, almost coaxing a movement of air, just to remember the stillness of summer, when the atmosphere seemed obsessed with shine and sun…
She woke and glanced in the moonlight.I think the gentle snoring of the naked man next to her probably woke her abruptly, but dont quote me on that. A usual dig in the ribs made the mammal shift to the right, and he growled softly, before rolling, and settling in a quieter stance. But the presentation of a neck, as he levered a hand underneath the pillow was too much. And then you decided to have some fun, in the moonlight.
We both need to work, and it's Stupid O'Clock, as the time ticks away, but there's no limit to being a human being. And at stupid o'clock, your fingertips try to rouse me, feeling that twinge between your legs, and wanting to share that. So your fingertips gravitate to the back of my neck, stroking, and circling ever so softly. And then you drag your nails, revelling in the notion that I am slowly waking.
'I want to fuck you…', you whisper softly, as the breeze blows a sweet fragrance into the night air, and you start to tighten your fingers into my hair, knowing I'm still a long way from growling.
A nail drags down my back, as you giggle. And then bite me. Just enough to make me wriggle in my torpor. You know exactly what you're doing. And smear kisses down the length of me, teeth grazing, hungry with desire. And then…
Interlocking fingers, as you drag your breasts, your nipples softly against me. Growling dirty words into the back of my neck, desires that flutter within a word, flutter in the moment, as you feel me wake, yet you're still in control.
'You fucker…', you whisper again, rolling me over…
The moonlight shows me in muscles and tightness, rolled over and expressing the man I am. The man you've made me at stupid o'clock. The man you unveiled, coaxed and created at stupid o'clock. Your cunt is dripping, but you pause to interrogate that fucking earlobe, and that was the trigger. That was the moment I woke. At stupid o'clock. To find you parting the lips that delivered our children, giggling like a ravenous maniac as you straddle and decide to fuck me. Sliding down.
Fuck you, woman. :D Fuck you…
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