"Morning," I murmur against her neck, nuzzling the spot behind her ear that makes her shiver. My hips roll lazily, my cock pressing into the heat between herthighs. She's warm there, so warm, and the thin fabric of her panties is the only thing keeping me from sliding right in.
"Mmm." She reaches back and grabs my hip, pulling me tighter. "What time is it?"
"Early." I pinch her nipple lightly and she gasps. "Too early to think."
My hand trails down her stomach, past the hem of her shirt and into her panties. She's already damp and the discovery makes my cock pulse against her ass.Fuck. I find her clit and rub slow circles, barely any pressure, just enough to wake her up the rest of the way.
She whimpers and tilts her hips into my hand. "Oh, Hotshot."
That nickname in her sleepy voice does something primal to me. My cock goes from interested to steel in about two seconds. I groan against her neck and grind into her, my fingers still working her clit in lazy circles.
"Mmm. Say that again.”
"Make me," she sasses.
I bite the junction of her neck and shoulder and she yelps, then laughs, then moans when I increase the pressure on her clit. Her hand reaches back and fumbles for my cock, finding it straining against my boxers.
"Fuck, Alex." She wraps her fingers around me through the fabric. "You're so hard."
“I’m always hard when you’re around.” I slip off my boxers and take a moment to strip the shirt and panties off her body.
Then I spit in my hand, reaching down to wet my cock, stroking myself a few times until the head is slick. She shifts her hips back, parting her thighs.
“Fuck, Freckles.” I press the tip of my cock against her entrance, feeling the wet heat of her. “You trying to kill me?”
She pushes back against me and the head of my cock slips inside. We both groan at the same time. This early, everything is amplified. My nerve endings are raw and oversensitive. The tight grip of her pussy around just the tip is enough to make my vision blur.
I thrust in slow, one long push until I'm fully seated. She feels too good, too hot. Her breath comes out in a shudder and she grabs the sheets. I hold still for a second, my face buried in her hair, my hand finding her breast again. Kneading, plucking at it until her nipple is as hard as a diamond.
I start to move. Slow, lazy thrusts, nothing urgent, steadily rolling my hips. I kiss the shell of her ear and tug on her nipple. She makes the most gorgeous sounds, half moan, half sigh. If I only heard that sound for the rest of my life, I’d be content.
“Fuck, baby. You’re so hard,” she whimpers.
My hand slides back down to her clit. She's swollen and slick. Every circle I trace makes her pussy clench around my cock. I change the angle of my hips, tilting upward, and she sucks in a sharp breath.
"Alex." Her hands tense, fisting the sheets. "Right there. Fuck, right there."
"Yeah?" I keep the angle and increase the pressure on her clit. "Tell me what you want, Freckles."
"Don't stop. Please don't stop. I can feel you…inside."
I nip her ear. "Would you like it if I got my dick pierced? So every time I thrust, you'd feel it right there?"
Her reaction is instantaneous. She clenches so hard around my cock that I have to grit my teeth. Her back arches against my chest. I keep rubbing her clit, keep thrusting at that angle, and she flies apart. Her pussy spasms around me in tight, rhythmic squeezes and she cries out my name in a voice that's still rough from sleep.
I fuck her through it, slow and steady, until she stops shaking and her breathing comes back down to something resembling normal.
Then I pull out.
She makes a protesting sound that turns into a confused one when I guide her onto her stomach. I grab two pillows and tuck them under her hips, tilting her ass up. She looks over her shoulder at me, her cheeks flushed, her hair a disaster, her eyes dark and curious.
"What are you doing?" she asks.
I spread her legs wide and kneel between them. "Something you're going to love."
Her breath hitches when I drag my fingers through the wetness between her legs, gathering it, then trail those slick fingers up to her ass. She tenses for a secondand then deliberately relaxes, because she knows me and she knows where this is headed.
"Do you trust me, Freckles?"
