Choking On Sapphires

27 Livin' In Sin

He wakes up next to you in the biggest bed he's ever slept in. He was pulling himself from a dream about you. He was looking for you, he kept hearing you saying his name. But as he rubs his eyes and looks over at you, he realizes you'd been saying his name in your sleep and it's woken him up. He brings his arms up in a stretch, settling his hands behind his head, taking in the sight before him.

You were sleeping on your stomach, hands near your face, arms out just enough for him to see the curve of your breast underneath you. Your hair loose and wild, going down your back, almost reaching your bum, some thrown haphazardly above your head onto the pillows. Your face was uncovered except for the tips of your fingers near your mouth, where his attention was being drawn to. Your lips puff out in an exhale of his name. He feels his heart and his cock stir, withdrawing a noisy sigh from his lips.

Your brow twitches and furrows, your back arches and you let out a tiny grunt of a moan, his eyes go back to half-lidded after trying to wake up. He moves closer, you stir but only moan in a high pitched, sweet little sound. His hand reaches out, his fingers lightly tracing down your back and to your thighs. Your hips move, your ass being pushed back towards him slightly as a little gasp escapes your lips. He hums greedily at the sound. Your shoulders shift, your face moving away from him, giving him your back, he grins wolfishly, sliding in behind you.

Your nose twitches as your eyes think about opening. You are are stumbling out of a rather steamy dream when you start to notice how warm you feel. You stretch and grunt finding big lean arms around your stomach and over your head. As you shift he moves an arm under your head.

"Mmmph." you offer as a greeting. You shift your hips, to settle back into the covers as you feel an unmistakable heat resting between the cheeks of your ass and you hum in amusement. No wonder that dream had gotten particularly hot.

"You talk in ya sleep a lot?" he whispers, his voice still full of grit from sleep, in a slow delivery that adds a certain sauciness to anything said in it.

"Mmm?" you ask, rolling onto your back to look up at him, moving your hair out of the way.

"You were sayin' my name in yer sleep." he rumbles out, a lazy smile, clearly caused by his words comes across unfiltered on your face.

"I was dreamin' 'bout you." you mumble, fingers moving to fuss with his wild hair, sticking out in every direction, it looks charmingly boyish and you hum at how it makes your breath hitch for a moment as you become aware of Alfie's large hand on your stomach.

"I could tell." he says in the same tone that makes you take a slow inhale. His eyes move from yours to your lips, zigzagging across your body until they reach the hair at the apex of your thighs. The fingers on his hand twitch.

"Could you tell how well you were fucking me by my words in my sleep?" you ask, face moving in a slow and sultry way towards him.

"You just said my name," he informs, his eyes watching his hand move down your stomach. "But those saucy little moans told me I weren't doing too bad." he drags out the word, fingers playing in your curls for a moment before his fingertips trace up your inner thighs. You hum at the detour he's taken with a smug look on your face.

"Mornin' sex something you fancy often?" you ask, licking your lips.

"When I wake up to somefin' like this moanin' me name ya betta fuckin' believe I fancy it." he playful growls into your neck, you let out a breathy laugh as his words to kisses against your skin.

He slides his fingers between your thighs, wiggling them down to your lips, making your thighs rub together as he tickled you unintentionally. "C'mon luv," he groans in that deep tone that he's learning you love. He knocks your knees apart with his hand. "Ya know ya ain't gonna regret spreadin' these legs as long as I'm between 'em, eh?" his teeth graze across your jaw and you hum an indulgent moan.