The bedroom is dark and quiet until the alarm blares. I roll over and bury my face against your shoulder.
“Oh my God, turn it off,” I mutter. You fumble for the phone and manage to stop the alarm.
“Work,” you tell me. I roll over and snuggle deeper into the bed.
“I work from home. Go away,” I respond. You curl against my back and press the lengths of our bodies together. Your arm curls possessively around my waist.
“You don’t really mean that,” you tell me. “Come on, darlin, at least a quickie.”
I consider this idea. I can feel exactly how invested you are in the idea of a quickie. The evidence is pressing against my ass. Involuntarily, my hips press backwards drawing a long, low moan from you and a soft gasp from me. You kiss my cheek, then my jaw, before burying your face in my neck.
I slowly roll over and slide a leg in-between yours. We both lay on our sides as I lean in for a kiss. I reach into your boxers and start to firmly, yet slowly stroke your cock. My thumb swipes over the head on each upstroke. I angle my body so that I can rock and grind against your thigh as we kiss.
My other hand tangles in the hair on the back of your head. I kiss you deeply. You feel amazing pressed against me. I bury my face in your neck and your head falls back. I suck lightly against your Adam’s apple as my nails lightly trace up and down the back of your neck. Then, I press kisses up the sides of your neck. The mood is slow and sexy and a little sleepy as we cuddle and make love together.
“I want you,” I whisper against your skin. We are both naked already and, in a few movements, you are sliding inside my tight, hot, wet pussy. I wrap my legs around you and pull your body completely against mine as you start to thrust and rock your hips against mine. My own hips meet your movements. My face stays buried in your neck and yours is pressed against the side of my head. One of your hands holds one of mine and our fingers intertwine. My other arm slips under yours to cling to your shoulders. You brace yourself on your free arm. My clit rubs against your skin.
For several long moments, the room is filled with soft noises: long moans, rumbling groans, gasps, pleas, and the occasional curse. And most of all, the intoxicating sound of skin hitting skin.
My orgasm sneaks up on me, and I moan long and low against your neck as my pussy clutches your cock in pleasure. My orgasm triggers your own, and you groan loudly as you fill my pussy with a huge load of cum. We hold each other as we come down from our highs.
Reluctantly, you glance at the time and stand up. “Come on,” you mutter as you hold out a hand.
I glance up at you incredulously. “Are you high,” I ask shocked.
“I don’t want to shower by myself,” you complain. I consider this. On one hand, if *I* was the one that had to drag myself out of bed at ass-o’clock in the morning, I know that I would want a shower buddy. On the other hand, it’s ass-o’clock in the morning.
I make the mistake of looking at you. Fuck. I quickly look way, but it’s too late. That face you just made. Reluctantly, I crawl out of bed and follow you towards the shower. We lean against each other under the hot water and wash each other. I sigh as we kiss under the water.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/118ocxo/f26_morning_sex
Awesome!!!!!
Sounds so peaceful