Warm, thick blackness and the faint smell of sweat on laundered sheets. I press my cheek down into the pillow and take a deep breath. My hands close into the folds of the sheets. I’m awake and it’s late.
I open my eyes a crack, the time is 2:34 am. My mouth feels dry when I swallow experimentally. Your fingers are on my body. You’re the reason I’m awake.
You’re making little circles, softly, so softly, teasing my left nipple with your fingertips. I make a plaintive little noise, and wriggle back against you. I want to be asleep.
The sensitive nub betrays me, hardening under your touch. There are electric currents thrumming quietly down my spine and into some secret place inside me. You pinch gently and I feel your stubble against the back of my neck.
Your breath hot in my ear, “Are you awake, baby?”
I pout into the darkness. “Mhhhmmmm … no,” I tug the sheet up to cover my exposed shoulder, “I’m sleeping.”
“Okay then,” you say, and you pull softly, stretching the skin around my nipple. I feel your cock pulse against my leg, thick and hot.
I am aware, suddenly, of the spaces inside me. They remember how they stretched open, welcoming you home. They ache still, a memory written in flesh.
You roll my nipple between your thumb and finger and nibble my ear. “Don’t.” I say. “I was sleeping.”
You pinch harder and, despite myself, I quiver. Your other hand reaches between my legs, cupping me there.
“Please, ” I say, “I’m tired.”
Your finger underneath me, seeking out the hollow where I open for you. I am, I know, damp and sticky still. I am, I know, filled with your cum. You are rubbing against me, painting my hole with your seed. It is slippery and sticky at the same time and I am breathing faster.
“Are you saying no to me, baby?” You ask, teasingly. “Are you saying no to Daddy?”
And that’s it. My body remembers again how I want to be yours, how I want to be always available and ready for you. I push backward against your finger, feel it teasing just inside me. “Nuh uh”, I say, breathily, “I never say no to you, Daddy.”
You twist slowly, pressing firmly and slide up inside me, where I’m still sensitive and swollen. I push back down onto your finger, feel it deep inside me. I lean my head back so that you can kiss me, and your stubble is exciting on my smooth lip.
Your finger withdraws and your tongue butterfly flutters into my mouth. Your cock is pressing up against me, huge and insistent. I am reaching down to guide you inside me and I hear myself moan into our kiss.
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