Interrupted by your absence no longer do I sleep, your side of the bed empty, but still smells so sweet.
Interruption number two, my favorite fresh brew; so I walk to the kitchen and in front of me is what I’m missing, and that of course is you.
Dressed in just a T-shirt watching the city with cup in hand, I grab you from behind and hold you tight–no words, but my feelings are understood.
I take your cup and place it on the counter, turn you around, grab your face, kiss you passionately to say I missed you in my sleep. I turn you around so we can enjoy the view together.
Hardening against your bare ass, and I know you feel it by the quickening of your breath. I kiss the back of your neck gently and we both know what happens next.
In an instant we become primal, ripping my shorts off, bending you over and entering your pretty, you accepting my love and pushing back, your walls closing in around me.
Soft moans, intense grunts, just the sound of our bodies conversing, no switching positions we made a decision to fuck right here, right now.
I’m holding your waist in one place so I can stroke you just how you like it. You turn around and look me in the face as if to say, “why is it this good?” My reply is a long deep stroke as I look deeply into your eyes, which start to roll back.
I come back for more, fucking you hard, fucking you deep as you scream for more; damn it feels amazing, your legs tremble so we’re getting closer to our Monday morning goal.
Push and pull, back and forth, my volcano is ready to erupt. Ass slapping and waist grabbing; baby I’m almost there, don’t stop, please keep going, I think we have found perfection.
Then the sweetest sound; your sexy howl synchronized with the words, “baby I’m cumming”.