Early Morning

You ready? I asked rocking my mid section like a cradle
Yes she whispered, her nails digging deeply behind my shoulders

Biting my bottom lip I grimaced at the sharpness of her fingers
The blanket barely covering our bodies like light snow in the early winter

Her eyes lit up with passion when I pushed in deeper
Moaning my name as she ran her hands down the arms of my slender frame

Matching her hip movement with mine we tossed and turned, the bed had transformed into a sea of lust
The scent of sex gave me such an intense rush

I picked up the pace, my body was raging like a savage beast
She lifted her legs up, my head was sandwiched between her feet

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke I dug deep into her treasure
She screamed in a mixture of slight pain and immense pleasure

Stroke, Stroke, Stroke
She started to arch her back
My muscles started to twitch
Her voice started to crack

At the same time we climaxed

We were both out of breath
Our hearts beating out of our chest
With our physiques covered in sweat

I leaned forward to kiss and embrace her
Worked my tongue downtown so I could taste her

The sun rises and we cuddled in a spoon…probably won’t wake up until noon