The heavy fog of sleep keeps me from opening my eyes right away as I try to put my finger on what it was that woke me. I feel the heat of Sir’s body pressed against mine and push back against the length of him as his fingers part my lower lips and slide slowly into me. My eyes peek open and it is still dark in the room, the soft glow of the clock tells me it is 1am. Sir must have just gotten home.
A soft moan escapes my lips and I grind myself back onto Sir again, the hard girth of his arousal pinned between our bodies, only adding to the growing fire his fingers ignited within me. “Sorry I woke you Lady, I tried to let you sleep but I just couldn’t help myself” he growls in my ear, his low voice sending goosebumps across my neck and down my arms. His hand still in my pajama bottoms he continues to slowly, teasingly slide his fingers in and out of my hot wetness as I push back against his body begging him for more. He lets out a low chuckle at my eagerness, even in my half asleep state and shifts so I roll onto my back next to him. Looking up into his eyes as he looms above me I smile. “It’s okay that you woke me, Sir. Please.” I let out a sigh as he finds my sensitive bud between my legs and starts to rub slowly building my pleasure.