Morning sex was the best sex
Something about waking up next to a hot, sexy, naked man. Made her feel young and free again, and for that she was thankful.e
She sniffed his neck, his scent fresh and clean even after a sweaty night. She nibbled on his neck to wake him up while her hand caressed his almost erect dick. For the thing she wanted to do to him, she needed it fully enlarged and ready for action again.
"Right now?" Nikko mumbled but held her hand there. "You want me to just get it up right now?"
After their night of back-to-back orgasms, her body should be tired, yet she was more energized. And still horny. She might have tapped out early last night, but she had a good night's sleep and she was ready now.
"Yes please."
It did not take much coaxing, he stood at attention in seconds after she massaged him. She was wet and ready, so she straddled on top of him and let him slide into her. Nikko lay flat on his back, hands behind his head, and watched her with his eyes half closed.
She snatched off her bonnet she forgot she put on. She did not care if her hair looked a mess and was not brushed. The man's dick was thick, hard, and amazing inside of her. All she needed was to ride him for a morning quickie.
"You good now?" he asked her once she reached her orgasm.
"Yeah."
He grabbed her in a hug and all she could do was smile and take in his scent. "Let's go out and do something today."
"Like what?"
"Anything." He softly nibbled on her neck. "Unless you want to stay inside and fuck all day."
"I mean...I like that option."
Because was she ready to galivant around the city with her younger man? Keep him inside and under wraps. Her ex knew a lot of people around the city, what if someone saw them?
"Let's see what I have for breakfast."
He slipped out of bed and headed to the bathroom. She went to get her overnight bag and get some clothes to put on after she freshened up. She washed her face, brushed her teeth, and met Nikko in the kitchen.
He made scrambled eggs with spinach and feta cheese, turkey bacon, whole wheat toast, and a side of grapes for them. She liked a man not afraid to go into the kitchen and cook for himself.
Nikko was still only in boxers, locs down and wild, looking fucksble, while she was dressed in a long nightshirt, her hair pinned back in a bun. Not so sexy but he was not complaining. They sat at his little island counter and ate breakfast.
"Did you bring clothes or you're planning on wearing that all day?" he asked her. "Come on, let's go out, baby."
"It just snowed again."
"Are you afraid of a little snow? I've lived in St. Louis all my life, so a little snow doesn't stop me."
"Same," she said.
She dressed in jeans, and a sweater and put on her coat while he was dressed in jeans, and Blues Hockey jersey, and some boots. He pulled his locs back in a sloppy man bun. She licked her lips at how good that man looked without trying. He could be a model.
"You have gloves and a hat?"
She did not bring all that because she did not expect she would be outside. He went to his hall closet, grabbed a pair of gloves and a wool gray cap, and handed them to her.
"Who's things are these?" Maybe he had lots of girls in and out of his place leaving things. She tossed that thought out of her mind. There was no reason to be jealous or insecure. This man told her he wanted her, and only her.
"Mine, it might be too big but you should put them on."
"What will you wear?"
"Baby I'll just freeze, but I am not letting my lady freeze."
She smiled at that. "Your lady?"
"Yeah," he said. "If that's cool with you."
She still did not know how she felt about being his lady, but she was going to go with the flow on it. He helped her put on the wool cap and the gloves. Something sexy about a man doing everything for her. She really did not want to step out in the cold when she could lay in the warm bed getting dirty with that man over and over again.
As soon as they stepped out of the building a gush of cold wind whipped her face and she was grateful for the gloves and hat to keep in some heat. She lived in St. Louis all her life but never could get used to the way the temperature could be warm and sunny one day and then freezing cold the next. They said blink in St. Louis and the weather would change, and they were not lying.
It had freshly snowed overnight and the city streets were quiet. It was Saturday morning, so no business traffic to congest the downtown area. The streets were partially clean. They exited out of the front of the building, so that meant they were not going to take his car parked in the underground garage.
"We're taking my car?"
"Yeah, you're going to have to pay another parking fee anyway, but I got you. You want me to drive?"
She tossed him the keys from her coat pocket as they walked to her car.
"Where are we even going? Only crazy people are out here in this."
"Just trust me."
Nikko drove her car toward the east, close to her job, but the riverfront, and parked in the lot for The Arch.
"What are we doing here?"
"Come on, just going for a walk. I want to show you something."
"I've lived in St. Louis all of my life as well, I've seen the Arch."
"But have you seen it with fresh snow?"
When she got out of the car, he came over to take her hand. There were no cars around, and no she never came to the riverfront after a fresh snow. Was not something she ever thought to do. Most times when it snowed she would lock down at home with family, and this was before when she was a kid at home with her parents, and after when she was married with children of her own.
"You know I was not raised far from here and when I was a teenager I would come down here and play in the snow and sled down the hill. They don't allow all that now, but come on, I bet no one has been here yet."
They walked to the north side of the arch where there were stairs and it looked like a white blanket was laid over everything. It was really pretty.
"Wow!"
"I know and look, no footprints. We'll be the first pair."
He held her hand while they walked down the snow-covered stairs. The crunch on the snow under her shoes. She looked at their footprints behind her. They seemed so far apart. She moved closer to him so it seemed as if it was a person with four legs.
"You cold?"
"No."
They made it to the bottom and he pulled her in his arms. "This is something so beautiful and I just wanted to share it with you. I want to share a lot of things with you."
This man, this man! Yes, this man.
She kissed him under the Arch and it was the most romantic thing. She felt young again. Yes, she was scared of starting a new relationship after years with only one man. But Nikko seemed like a good man to jump all in with.
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