Morning!
mf


They lay together under the blankets, spooned, their bodies intertwined.
Perhaps they had fallen asleep like this, in the middle of their
love-making. Or perhaps their bodies had joined together of their own
volition. His chest against her back, one arm wrapped possessively around
her, they slept.

Still half asleep, he began to love her. His hardness slid in and out of her
slowly, his hands tweaking her nipples. Her breathing changed from the soft
pattern he associated with her sleep to a faster, more rapid panting that he
knew signified her excitement. Kissing her shoulders, cupping her breasts,
he loved her.

She began to moan, squirming. Smiling in the dark, he relaxed, easing his
motions to let her body calm down. She was a heavy sleeper, but an orgasm
would certainly awaken her, and he wasn't ready for that. Sliding out of
her, he eased back away from her, knowing she would roll onto her back once
the cold air hit the newly exposed flesh where he had been pressed against
her. He wasn't disappointed.

Crawling across the bed, he kissed her soft stomach, running his tongue up
her body to her soft breasts, the hard nipples. First one, then the other,
he kissed them, teasing the stiff peaks with his tongue. His hands moved up
and down her sides, caressing her hips, massaging her arms. Sliding inside
of her once again, he began to slowly make love to her.

"Oh," she breathed heavily, her eyes fluttering open. "Oh." Her body
responded to his, waves of pleasure rolling through her. He gasped,
shuddering as her orgasm brought him to his, feeling her legs wrap around
him, pulling him inside her as they finished together. Softly, he kissed
her, his fingers gently removing the strands of hair plastered to her sweaty
face. "Good morning." he whispered.

She smiled back. "Good morning."