I had woken up feeling a bit anxious, but cuddled naked with my boyfriend (Ashton) for a while as we woke up. We hadn’t had sex in a few days; I was stressed out of my mind with university stuff, and had spent the last few nights studying until the early morning.
We sleep naked, which usually ends up with me waking up wet and him walking up hard. I was lying with my head on his shoulder and knee bent over his stomach, both of us grazing and touching each other softly. I was running my fingers softly over his balls and where he was hard, making him breathe heavy and close his eyes and a little bit of clear stuff was coming out onto my fingers as I touched him very lightly.
I was planning on making him feel good with my mouth, but he had other ideas when he pulled the quilt off of us and moved down between my legs.
He kissed up my inner thighs (which always makes me melt) and opened up my legs a little further.