He woke me up this morning with a kiss on the cheek and a rush of blood nestled between my other cheeks.
I rubbed sleep from my eyes as he pulled me in closer, pushing his morning wood against me. His hand trailed down, his lips rained kisses down my neck. He once told me that he wanted me at every waking moment, and I teased him for not wanting me in his sleep too. I sighed as he found a slickness between my thighs. His fingers moved with familiarity, his tip straining against my waiting opening.
I guided him into me without a word, our breath hitching as I grew wetter and he grew harder. We moved with each other slowly at first, one of his hands firmly on my hip and the other massaging my nipple. As we kept up our steady flow of pleasure I hooked my leg around his, urging him to go deeper, harder. I wanted him to fill me up before the stress of the day began, and I rolled my hips back on him, moaning my pleas. He bit my neck as he came, our legs shaking as a warmth overtook us, a gentle light streaming in through the curtains.
“Good morning my love”
“Good morning.”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/spc0w0/my_favourite_way_to_start_the_day_mf
215 words and VERY different to what I normally write. Shout out to my partner for still thinking I’m cute in the morning even though I drool in my sleep.