An arm draped over her waist. She scoots herself backward, into the warmth of his body and blanket around them. She smiles to herself and tries to will herself to sleep. She knows it won’t happen, but she tries for his sake. Another movement and she moves to drape a leg behind her, over his leg. Another minute goes by and suddenly her arms move from their previous position to one under her head, one on his arm. She knows her bedmate is awake, but she tries hard to ignore him and sleep.
He kisses her shoulder and asks sleepily, “Did you miss me?.”
“I suppose….” She completely rolls over to face him.
“You suppose? What?”
“Yes, and it’s as good as it’s going to get!” She smiles softly and wishes she wasn’t disturbing him. But she’s awake, he knows it, and he doesn’t seem bothered by it at all. He laughs and tickles her side. She gives a small giggle as he pokes her again. “Stop that!”
“Is someone ticklish?” He asks, laughing softly.
“No! I hate it. Stop it!”
“Tell me you missed me.”
“You can’t make me!” She pushes him onto his back, drapes an arm over his abdomen and lays her head on his chest.
“Are you comfortable now?”
“Probably not.” She replies quickly, almost brat-ishly She missed him; he knows it’s how she displays affection.
“Someone’s being a brat tonight.”
“Yes. And what will you do about it?”
“Give me time to think about – ahhhhh…” A sharp intake of breath as she bites down on his chest, harder than expected. She looks up and grins at him.
“Ohh… Someone is being a brat today! But if you’re going to bite me, make it hurt and make it good.”
A quick slap to her ass brings a moan from her lips. “Don’t think I didn’t hear that.”
She blushes hard at her noise. She looks up at him again and bites down around his nipple. She digs her teeth in hard, him arching slightly, almost panting. She giggles at his reaction and moves to lay on her stomach. His arm is stretches out, so she lays her head on it, looking at him.
He looks over at her, kissing her roughly, biting her lower lip and pulling. Small sounds escape her again and this time she doesn’t care. She kisses back with intensity, wrapping a hand into his hair. She pulls roughly, he lets go of her lip in surprise. His face is slack-jawed, intense pleasure from his fluttering eyelids so she pulls even harder, his head moving backward. She leans forward and bites his neck. His moan is louder than normal. She grins to herself.
When she lets go, she finds a hand on her ponytail. He yanks it back roughly and she giggles. He pulls again, a quick yank and her eyelids flutter shut as she giggles again. He pulls again and almost laughs at her expression of bliss. He lets go and her head falls onto his arm, she latches on quickly and bites hard.
“Hey look, you left almost a perfect circle.”
“I am rather awesome, I think!”
His laughter is cut short as she rolls and bites his side again. She lingers this time, sucking lightly. She wants to mark him. Even if it’s just a little, she wants him to remember. She reaches down and caresses his cock lightly, fingers barely grazing over him, still biting. She lets go as he moans, draping an arm over his lower abdomen, head on his chest, and giggles. She’s teasing, she knows it. He pulls her hair sharply and kisses her roughly. She reels from it, almost giving up her dominance, but she knows he doesn’t want her submission. And oddly, she wants to win with him. She fights, gripping his cock again firmly, and squeezing just enough he releases her and arches into the bed. She laughs lightly and strokes him this way.
He forces her to her side and rolls just enough. He fingers her roughly, she gasps, throwing her head back at the contact. She grips his cock with a renewed vigor and strokes him to match his fingering. Precum coats her hand and she wants to lick it off. He moves to pull her boyshorts down and she stops him.
“I can do better!” She pushes him onto his back.
“Oh? Can you now?”
She crawls between his legs and looks up, “Oh, yes!” She takes his hard cock into her mouth with one swallow, pressing her tongue against him. She manages to shimmy out of her panties while she continues these ministrations. After getting out of them, she alternates between fast and slow, stopping to jerk him softly when she starts to choke. His moans are the loudest she’s heard; his hand on her arm, gripping tightly.
He manages to choke out, “You. Up.”
“What do you want?”
“I want…” She impales herself on him, moaning loudly. “Yessss… I want you to fuck me. Just like this!”
She rides him slowly, watching his face intently. She loves watching him moan. She loves watching him beneath her, writhing, wanting her.
“Did you miss this?”
“What?”
“Did you miss my cock?”
“Oh god, yes!” She leans up, hands on his chest with her nails digging in roughly. His hands grip her hips tightly. She leans down, one hand on the window sill, one hand gripping his hair back as she continues to ride him.
His hands stay on her hips as his eyes close tightly, she can feel his hips moving beneath her, trying to get deeper. She moans loud, knowing she’s too loud for his neighbors and unable to be embarrassed.
“Are you gonna cum for me?”
“Yes!” She almost whimpers it.
“Cum for me! Cum for me, baby.”
Almost the instant he gives her the order, she almost screams as pleasure tears through her.
“Oh, fuck!” She hears him say, as his body seems to buck against her, filling her up with his seed. She rides him slowly, trying to prolong both of their pleasure. She shivers on top of him and almost collapses. They’re both drenched in sweat and almost stick to each other. She rolls off of him and lays on her back, grinning contently.
“I guess maybe I did miss you. Just a bit”
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v0lqys/better_than_sleep_mf
Great writing!