Paul (wow a new imagine finally)

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It was shortly past two in the morning and Paul lay sleeping next to you. Your night had been restless, your own thoughts consuming your mind and leaving you unable to close your eyes and drift away. As your thoughts grew darker, you longed for the man beside you. To feel his hands roam your body that was his and only his. To feel his baby soft lips grace your delicate skin as his fingers danced lightly around your body.

Slowly and quietly, you placed your leg on top of his and slid your hand into your lace underwear, letting your fingers graze across the sensitive area below. Your fingers swirled around your bundle of nerves lightly, waiting for the perfect moment to arrive.

"Paul..." You moaned out as you turned to whisper in his ear.

"Mhm, you all right, love?" He mumbled sleepily.

"Can you do me a favor, darling?" You whispered seductively in his ear.

"Wha'?" Paul said, sleep still having its hold on him.

"I need you to touch me, Paul."

"You wha'?"

You found Paul's hand beneath the covers and moved it beneath the lace that covered you, allowing him to feel the wetness that the very thought of him had created. Paul came to his senses as his calloused fingers began to stroke your folds, causing you to moan in pleasure.

"Mhm, yes, Paulie..." You moaned out as his fingers found the bundle of nerves that craved his touch.

His fingers graced you as if he was playing a sweet melody of love on the piano.

"Yes, baby, I'm almost there..."

Paul's fingers worked diligently to bring you to your climax as you moaned out his name as waves of pleasure overtook your body.

As you came down from your high, Paul pulled you into his arms and began to trace swirls on your back. You cuddled into him, resting your head on his chest.

"What was that all about, love?" Paul chuckled as he kissed your forehead.

"Just needed a little something..." You mumbled as you finally began to doze off.

"Couldn't sleep, hm?"

"Mhm..." You mumbled incoherently.

"Get your rest, beautiful. You'll need it to return the favor in the morning."

You sleepily smiled at Paul's words as you finally fell asleep.

it's been a while, hasn't it? this is just a little something (that probably isn't that good because it's been so long).

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