Dabbling in Danger

Bed Then Breakfast

Waking up wrapped in Adeen's arms instantly sent my heart flying. My back pressed against his chest, one arm linked around my waist and the other wrapped gently around my breasts. I'm sure he can feel the thumping in my chest by now.

The muscles in my inner-thighs slightly ache, same for my arms. I'm sure that has a lot to do with positions we were in a lot of the night.

Adeen sighs softly and I feel him nudge against my bare butt. I try to hide the smile forming on my lips though he can't see it. The nudge happens again, I turn to face him and I'm poked in the thigh.

I can't hide the smile now as he stretches awake. When Adeen finally looks at me, a small sweet smile forms.

"Good morning beautiful," he whispers.

"Good morning," I squeak.

I watch as his light eyes explore my face like he did last night after making sweet love.

His thumb trails along my jawline then lightly runs over my lips. That poke in the thigh happens again and he burns with embarrassment, shifting his waist away.

"Sorry about that."

"Don't be," I reply.

He glances down then chuckles, "guess I just can't get enough of you."

I bite down on my lip and trail my hand down his chest, slowly past his stomach to his waist.

Adeen

The morning wood I've grown to hate over the years has gotten wrapped in this girl's hands again and boy are they warm.

Soft too. I let my eyes shut as she tugs. I can't let myself think too much because soon enough my conscience will chime in.

Instead I let myself relax. I let Malina be the woman she wants to be with me and I let myself be the man I want to be, with her.

Both of her hands wrap around my shaft and I feel her weight shift as she repositions on the bed. I take a deep breath, glide a hand up her smooth arm.

Inticed by the pleasure, relaxing under her touch I'm surprised by the wetness of her tounge.

I lift my head from the pillows to see her between my knees running my tip across her tongue.

"Is it okay that I do this?"

"More than okay sweetheart," my voice is barely above a whisper.

I watch as she widens her mouth, removes her top hand and slips my cock in halfway.

I shudder from the feeling and instinctively thrust deeper, but I maintain control, I don't force it. I pump slowly so if she pulls away, I know not to again, but she doesn't.

That's my girl.

Malina starts to suck and slide lower down my shaft.

A low moan releases from my throat as I fall back into the pillows again.

Now she bobs up and down and I thrust at an even pace with her. Another low groan slips out as she increases her speed.

My fingers lock in her hair as she goes down deeper. I lift my head and stare into a brown eyes.

She lifts up and moans, "I want to feel you pulsating down my throat as you cum."

I start to tingle all over and push her head back down.

"Fuck Malina, you're a dirty girl aren't you?"

"For you," she says with a mouthful.

I put both my hands on either side of her face, hold her in place and thrust quickly in and out of her mouth.

She gags, says something incoherent, I pull away from her mouth, thinking I'd pushed her too far.

"No baby," she whines. "Cum for me."

Malina takes another mouthful going lower than before and I feel the intense pressure of my orgasm.

I dispel my warmth down her wet throat and shudder with pleasure.

"Fuuck," I groan, squeezing my eyes shut.

I haven't experienced a decent orgasm in about a year and here she has me do so several times in a matter of hours.

My eyes still closed, I feel Malina's movement and that she's gotten off the bed. I look around to see she has excused herself to the bathroom.

She leaves the door open, so I assume it's okay for me to check on her. I stand up from the bed, swiftly pull my briefs on and poke my head into the bathroom.

She's standing at the sink rinsing her mouth. I instantly feel dirty for the act we just committed.

I approach her from behind, "Malina you know you didn't have to do that, right?"

She turns the sink off and turns toward me nodding.

"I know, I wanted to though."

She reaches on her tip toes and presses her wet mouth to mine. I wrap my arms around her waist and kiss her back, tasting her tongue.

I pull away slowly, applying kisses along her collarbone and one final one to her forehead.

"Before we get carried away again," I say. "How about I make us some breakfast?"