Perfection.

Posted by Sarahbear on March 18, 2010

Last night I waited for him to fall asleep. He was exhausted. He crawled into bed next to me and it wasn’t long at all before he drifted off to sleep. I closed my laptop and set it on the floor. The room was pitch black. I snatched the blanket off of him, pushing it to the foot of the bed. My hands and lips began to wander all over his body. Fingernails scraping down his chest and stomach. Fingertips tracing the edge of his boxers. Slipping my hand inside of them, I grabbed his growing cock. I kissed his chest, taking the time to pay extra attention to his nipples because I know how much he loves it. Nibbling, sucking, licking. I’m sure he was still half asleep at this point. I teased him saying “You should go to sleep. You have to work very soon.”

He responded by taking his boxers off and pulling me on top of him.

I sucked on his neck, probably leaving a mark. It’s a good thing he wears collared dress shirts to work. Once I could feel how ready he was I guided him inside of me. There was no need for lube. His hands found their place on my hips and he helped rock them back and forth as I rode him. I braced myself, sitting up and grabbing the headboard with both hands. His erection was tapping my cervix and it felt so good. I moaned as I came all over him. I collapsed on top of him. He whispered “I’m not finished” in my ear as he slid his hands underneath my thighs to lift me up so that he could gain enough leverage to fuck me. Short, quick thrusts. I braced myself on the headboard again and moved against him until he let out a groan and squeezed my ass. I was surprised when I came again so quickly.

I laid down beside him, snuggling into the crook of his arm. Whispering “I love you.” before we drifted off to sleep together. It was perfect.