I rolled over on my side and opened my eyes just a crack to look at the time on the bright red analog clock: 2:34am. The colon blinked to signify the seconds going by. I closed my eyes again.

The bed was warm with man heat. Although my back was to him and I could not tell for sure, he felt like he was miles away on the opposite side of my queen bed. I hugged my down duvet into my bare naked chest and sighed to settle back into sleep.

I felt something brush my shoulder. Maybe the duvet. Then kiss my shoulder. I nestled my back gently into his embrace. His member poked me in the ass. Oh, mmmm, I thought. Perhaps we could make use of our restlessness. I scooted back further so my plump, little, ass was flush up against him. He let out a faint and tired groan.

I turned my head to meet him halfway. He effortlessly rose up, only his upper body above me so he could lean down and connect to my lips. We had not yet contracted morning breath- this was a good thing. His lips were slick and needy. They slid all over mine. Pressed carefully to mine. And then he slipped his tongue between my lips. Our tongues played together as though physically discussing the shared desire.

His hand which needn’t prop him up over me, slithered around my torso. Knuckles brushing my stomach, around to my belly button, and in a U-shape back up to the height of my hip. His knuckles uncurled at my hip and he rocked me into his hardened cock. I moaned into his mouth. My sleepy body was being woken by full ecstasy.

I let go of my hold on the duvet and reached my top hand around to grab onto his ass. His cock squeezed between my ass cheeks, but pointed in the wrong direction for my total pleasure. He shoved his tongue in my mouth deeper and more forcefully. He was deliriously awake too. His hand ran up my stomach and attempted to grab ahold of my smushed together breasts. Mmmm, No! No! Wrong direction! My mind sent out alarm bells.

I broke the kiss so I could reach around more and dug my nails into his smooth ass cheek. My hand demanded to hold him in place while I wiggled my ass against his meaty, gorgeous, dick. He needed the message that although I mmmm, loved, mmmm yes, the play with my breasts, fuck, they were not a priority right now.

My pussy was sweating sweet liquid. It was begging for attention. His mouth had found its new place, biting and sucking on the top of my shoulder. My back arched, pushing into him even more. He pinched my nipples and I softly cried out into the dead of night. He let go. And finally his hand traveled south again.

Yes, yes, yes! I screamed in my mind. My upper leg rose ever so much with the arch of my back. My body invited him in. His hand covered me. One finger was let free where he flicked my clit. I opened my legs more, but he pushed me down with his forearm. My grip on his ass let up and I rotated my arm to hold onto the back of his neck. My body was open and ready for him.

When I was wiggling uncontrollably from his tease he took his hand away and shifted back also removing his most valuable player from between my ass cheeks. I knew what was coming, but I had no patience for the anticipation that built. From the time that he stroked himself a few times and directed himself through my velvety lips. I wanted to prop my leg on top of his. He let himself sit outside my warmth as he now needed his hand to hold me in place.

He kissed my shoulder, my ear, my cheek, my mouth, for a moment all too long. I battle-cry moaned for what I really wanted. He whispered in my ear, “stay right there.” He kissed my cheek again and resumed his hold on his cock. My quickening breath became the loudest thing in the room.

He wetted himself on me for three more thrusts and slowly pushed the head of his dick into me. My legs were pushed together and I was already tightened with need. I could feel his ridge slip in. I could feel the veins of his length slide into me with one slow, cruel, movement. He retreated. More, I pleaded in my mind.

He continued slowly for a couple more thrusts and leaned his head back out of my reach for his own groans. I threw my arm in front of me and dug my nails into the fitted sheet. He took hold of my hip and pounded into me. His girth filled any empty space that may have been. He was having me squirm in such a short time. And when I arched my back to have more of him, to cover him all my orgasm, he lifted my leg only enough for him to reach my clit. I was too sensitive for any other teasing. He touched me and I was coming. He held me in place with his hand and grunted hoarsely as my orgasm washed over him. “Turn me on my stomach. More. Please more” I thought when I came to.

But when I came to, it was to the sound of my alarm going off at 6:30am. And I hadn’t come over his very satisfying cock. Instead, I just had a wet mess in my panties to tend to as I started the day.