I woke that morning with his arms around me. Mark would fall asleep at night holding me. I woke in the same position that I fell asleep in hours before. His morning wood pressed against my right cheek and I sunk further into him, wiggling my body against his.
I felt a jolt of electricity. My nipples became hard and goosebumps rolled along my forearms. I turned my head and kissed the inside of his bicep. He began to stir, so I kept kissing him, eventually licking him while pressing my bottom into his groin. He woke shortly after, shaking his head from sleep while I squeezed him. I was always amazed at how hard he was that early. He let out a grunt when I began to let my fingertips move along him, and before I knew it he stuck himself inside me.
“You feel good today,” he said. “So wet already.”
He began to slowly pump into me. I reached under and behind, holding his balls in my palm as he rested in me. I could feel my middle finger just outside of his asshole, and I could feel it clenching and relaxing as he worked himself inside of me.