Waking up the next day is probably one of the hardest I've ever had to endure. But on the other hand, it is also one of the most pleasant. The rays of the morning sun are spreading over the bed I'm still dozing in when a hand slides through my hair. My skin warms up and my hair rises in the breeze - damn, we forgot to close the window last night. I slowly open my eyes and slide my eyes to the side. My legs spread out, I meet other feet. Soft.
"Good morning, pretty heart?"
My voice is still rusty as I sit up with the help of my elbows. I squint my eyes and enjoy the quiet sigh in my ears. I turn to the side to catch a glimpse of the body I'm pressed up against. The still scorching heat from the night before washing over my body on the rumpled sheets. I hold back a yawn and moan before letting myself fall back on Neferu. Still naked, the blanket covers her ass like a forbidden zone. The rest of her body is uncovered. She sleeps on her stomach, her hand previously in my hair.
My torso meets her back and I feel her growl with pain under my weight. She doesn't move at first, then gradually moves.
"Move... oafish...", she slams slowly with a pasty voice.
I answer by the silence and detail it of an eye now awake.
"You hear me?" repeats she half awake. "I am a pillow?"
Her matte skin shines in the sun and her naked curves give me the impression to have in front of me a goddess. It's sinful. Damn. My fingers trace the bottom of her neck to her back, then part her hair just above a covered ass. Her hair is matted, falling over a face blank of makeup that we had the presence of mind to remove when I woke her up to run to the bathroom.
"No, I feel good here."
Before I can afford to undress her with my eyes a little more, even though she has nothing on, she gives me an ugly right elbow in the ribs to push me away. She turns over on her back to look at me, her eyes slightly swollen from sleep, her chest bare. Her exposed nipples point to the sky and blind me. My morning erection quivered. I could barely feel it, now it hurts. Fuck. I hear a light, mischievous laugh in the air.
"This isn't where you should be looking", she brings me back to reality.
She runs her hand over my cheek and meets my lips. It's not a fiery, passionate kiss like the night before but soft and morning. I don't try to deepen the kiss until impatience overcomes me. I put my two hands around her and straddle her under the blanket. Framed by my build, I press my body against hers and drip the warmth of her wet cave.
In a thin sound that resounds, we untie each other and look at each other for a few moments with intensity. The eve is not yet finished. This is the thought that accompanies me when I see her, I who never do it twice.
Our eyes meet and our breaths mix, less ardent than the day before. Neferu climbs on my knees and lets her buttocks meet my painful erection on which she rests. I kiss her and place each of my hands on the giant mounds teasing my cock. She slowly rubs herself against me and lets me moan with pleasure against her mouth. Otherwise she would appreciate the abandoned look on my face but she surrenders to the pleasure of this morning teasing just as much as I do before she vilely ceases all movement, then withdraws from my lap.
"I heard last night that there would be a next time?"
His teasing voice brings a sly smile to my face. More times than not, I want to whisper in his ear. But if I did, I'd lose and that's what she wants.
"Did I say that?" I ask sardonically before sitting down on the mattress. "Are you sure these aren't your fantasies?"
Neferu slips her legs around the blanket then gets out of bed. This time, the blanket that covered each of us falls and uncovers her entire body. I hold back a breath and gaze at her with desire.
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