I woke up Sunday morning to the feel of your
warm kisses on my neck and across my shoulders. As usual, you had woken up before me. I lay there as you held me and kissed me. I guess you thought I wasn’t going to wake
up because you lay down behind me, softly tracing your fingers over the tattoo
on my back. I could almost feel you
thinking about what to do next as I lay there listening to you breathe. You moved forward and wrapped your arms and
body around mine, hugging me close and kissing my neck some more. I hear you whisper my name softly as we lay
there together. I turn around to face
you and bury my face in your neck. You
hold me tight as I sleep. Your hands
move up and down my back as I wake up little by little. Seeing me move makes you brave, and you
softly kiss my lips. Feeling me
respond, you press your lips against mine just a little harder than before, and
I feel your tongue brush lightly against them.
You pull away, and I know you’re looking at me in that way you do. I keep my eyes closed and you kiss me again,
this time parting my lips with your tongue.
I respond, wrapping my arms around your neck as our kiss deepens. Your hands continue to move over my body and
I run my hands through your hair. I
feel you pressed up against me, and I can feel a hardness against my thigh as
you press into me. My hand moves down
and encircles you, feeling how hard you are.
I hear you moan softly while we kiss, knowing you enjoy the feel of my
hand stroking you. Our kisses grow
urgent as you remove my panties and my shirt.
You want me naked. I remove your
boxers and our bodies become entwined.
I know you love the feel of skin to skin. I especially love how your skin is so like mine. Together, I can’t tell where mine ends and
yours begins. Your hand moves down to
find me wet. Knowing that I am ready
for you, I feel you move on top of me.
My eyes have stayed closed this whole time, but I open them right as I
feel you between my legs on the verge of entry. You gaze down at me, holding still and not saying a word. Your eyes speak volumes of love and I hope
you see the same in mine as you push forward, slowly penetrating me. I moan as I feel you fill me up, and we move
together…so easily…as though we’ve loved for many lifetimes. Our passion reaches the highest high, and I
feel myself about to explode. Our bodies sweat with heat of our
lovemaking. You continue to thrust in
and out of me, feeling your own climax building. We both reach our orgasms at the same time, collapsing against
eachother in a sweaty heap of naked limbs and lips that are still kissing, and
hands that are still roaming. We stop
and you look at me, gazing into my soul and giving me your heart forever. With your eyes you tell me that you love me,
and always will. You hold me tightly
and hug me to you, and never have I felt so safe. We rest, knowing that this is only the beginning of our day of
making sweet love on this Sunday morning…