A GOOD MORNING

She wakes in the early morning light, realizing it must be close to six...

Her arm over his waist, she snuggles closer to him, breathing in his scent, and he sighs in his sleep as she kisses his shoulder very lightly. Her hand begins to run over his belly, lightly tracing lines over his skin. Now she moves to lay her head on his chest, and for a moment it seems he might wake up, but he settles down to more sleep.

She lays there with him, her hand lazily caressing his body, and she can't help herself, she has to touch him. Her hand slowly moves down across his stomach, her fingers gently tugging on his hair, being careful not to hurt him. She raises her head to look back at his face, satisfied she hasn't woke him....yet.

She moves down on the bed, leaning over to plant a kiss just above his belly button. Her tongue flicks into that little hole, and she hears a faint groan from him. Looking up, she sees him stirring, but still he sleeps.

Now she turns her attention back to where it was. For a moment she stops to just look at him. His body, which just a few hours earlier was on top of hers, so beautiful, so strong. She loved the way he was so tender with her, yet sometimes she saw an uncontrolable part of him that he was able to keep in check. She knew that somewhere, deep inside, he kept things hidden, from everyone.

That's why she loved watching him, why she enjoyed the way he came.

It was the one time she knew she saw how he really felt.

One arm held her up on the bed while the other slid farther and farther down the length of his torso. Her legs were beside his chest, her feet almost to his shoulder, and when she bent down to kiss where his pelvis ended and his cock began, he groaned again, his hand finding her leg and moving up on the side of it, barely gripping her. He was still asleep.

She leaned down and kissed the tip of his cock. She could taste the two of them. It was almost completely hard, and when she licked a circle around it, his hand grabbed her ankle and she heard him moan. When she looked back at him, his eyes were still closed, but his breathing was deeper and faster.

Now she turned around so that she could see his face as she tasted him.

She licked him again, and this time both hands came up and slid into her hair. She took the tip of his head into her mouth and began to suck it, and his hands pulled her to him.

Now he was definately awake.

She took more of him in her mouth.

He quietly moaned her name, and as she took more of him, he thrust his hips, wanting her to take him as deep as she could.

She accommodated him very well.

She took more, making him gasp as she swallowed every inch he had. His hands were guiding her head, but she didn't need any direction. She knew what he wanted, and when she sucked his cock, her tongue and her mouth working to make him squirm beneath her touch, he was hers.

She teased him, enjoying it when he started begging her to keep sucking it, enjoying how this made him hers. This was the power she loved to have over him.

She moaned on his hard dick, making him jump.

"fuck, baby...such a good cocksucker," and she slowed down her strokes enough to slowly...

Lick...

Nibble...

Suck...

Swallow...

When she swallowed his dick, the head of him nearly down her throat, he cried out and started to move into her. His hands held her head still, and his strokes soon became faster and a bit more rough. But she would take him.

And she did.

Soon he was fucking her mouth, the same way he fucked her cunt when she straddled his cock, thrusting into her, his moans more frequent, his cock so hard, so big. She was able to take all of him, but sometime he seemed to grow even more. She had to be careful...she wanted so much to please him.

And she was thirsty....

Now she managed to slow his thrusts down...she wanted to be the one to make him cum.

She was gentle with him, but knew when to rake her teeth across his skin or take a nibble; she knew he loved having his cock sucked, but this is the first he'd ever been woke this way.

Her mouth did everything he wanted , everything he needed, and soon she knew he was getting close. His cock, so hard inside her, was getting bigger, and she heard the way his breathing changed.

He was so close, now.

"Thirsty baby, aren't you..."

She moaned on him and sucked harder.

"Fuck baby...drink me ohfuckbabyhereitisfor you...ohhhhfuckyessss.."

She barely managed to swallow that first spurt of cum. She drank as fast as she could, his thrusting making it difficult, but she swallowed as much as possible.

It seemed he would never stop. Hot cum at the back of her throat, she enjoyed every drop he gave her. His hands held onto her now more out of necessity than to guide her. He couldn't let go, his whole body reacting to her touch.

All too soon his orgasm began to fade, but it had been so intense that he could only lay there, trying to catch his breath. He was able to let go of her hair, and his arm fell to his side as he closed his eyes, his breathing slowing down, along with his heartbeat.

Very gently she pulled off of his cock. He hissed and grabbed her arm, but was too weak to be able to do anything more. He released her, and when she moved up to look into his face, he slowly slid his hand onto her back. He looked up at her, almost dreamily, a slight smile on his face. She kissed him, whispering his name.

"Good morning..."

Looking up at her, he laughed, making her smile, and she kissed him again. Then she lay down beside him, her arm over his belly, her mouth close to his ear, and she whispered to him, things that only the two of them would share, until they both drifted back to sleep.