He woke me this morning.
Normally I sleep through him getting up for work, but this morning he needed me. So he woke me.
I opened my blurry eyes to see him stood by the closed door, naked, his cock already becoming hard. He moved towards me, quickly climbing onto the bed and slipping under the covers. I laughed quietly, sensing his urgency, loving him for it.
“What’s going on, baby?”
“I need a cuddle…”
“A cuddle?” I laughed again.
“Yeah, a cuddle.” He replied as he turned my body and lifted my leg over his hip as my arm went around him. “God you’re so warm, feel so good.” He held me tight against him.
I rode his thigh for a moment while I kissed and licked the long line of his neck. Sleep still cloaked my mind and body, but I felt an ache begin between my legs. I moaned as his fingers found it, softly running over my sensitive flesh. I rolled onto my back and opened my legs for him as he dipped his finger into me, gently testing my readiness.
“Yes.” I whispered thrusting my hips towards him, even as I knew there wasn’t really time for me. Not this morning. He likes being inside me though, makes him hot so I let him play with me.
I looked down his body and took his hard cock into my hand. Gripping him firmly I worked him fast and hard. His head went back after the first stroke, his eyes closed by the third, his jaw clenched by the fifth.
“Yes.” He hissed through gritted teeth, still using his fingers on me. “Wanna come all over you.”
“Yes, do it!” My hand pumped him, over and over. I knew it would be quick. His body was tense, I watched his face, he was lost to it, striving and straining for it. So fucking hot, only mine to see like this.
“Fuck, yeah! That’s it… oh yeah!” He whispered.
I looked down my body, watched my breasts move with every thrust of his fingers, loving the feeling of him inside me that way.
“Watch.” I said.
My hand sped up, concentrating on the head of his cock, just like he preferred it. I angled my body towards him, he moved his hips forward so his cock was over my stomach.
“Yes!” We watched as ribbons of come shot out onto my skin. My hand slowed down with each shudder and jerk until I finally stopped and we were left looking at his marks on my stomach, listening to his gasping breaths.
He gently withdrew his fingers from me saying, “God, I needed that.”
“Mmm I noticed.” I said against his lips as he kissed me.
“I’ll make it up to you, baby.” He said as he jumped out of bed, seemingly energised by our little interlude.
My body was aching and restless, but I knew I’d get what I needed later.
I smiled. I liked knowing he owed me.
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