Waking
He loved to watch her sleeping, peaceful and relaxed. He loved to watch her chest rise and fall with the cadence of her breathing.
Though she was covered with the top sheet, he knew her breasts would be bare, she always slept that way, yet she always wore panties - some sort of cleanliness thing, he wasn't complaining though, he loved to slowly unwrap her, revealing her to him.
Sometimes when he got back and found her sleeping, he'd spend awhile watching her, today was not one of those days. He slowly undressed, creeping towards the bed.
He carefully peeled back the sheet revealing her bare chest, smirking to himself at how well he knew her habits, he lightly traced the backs of his fingers over the soft mounds, feeling her nipples harden in their wake.
A small smile flitted across her face, as his hands snuck lower, rubbing her gently through her already wet panties, pulling them to the side he toyed with her wet folds, eliciting a small moan. Smiling, he slowly dipped his fingers inside, whilst he rubbed his aching cock.
Shifting under his touch, Sara groaned lifting her hips, rocking against his hand before turning to her side.
Gil peeled her panties down, before gently easing his cock into her from behind, thrusting slowly, filling her completely.
"mmm Gil" she breathed.
"Morning sweetheart" he puffed against he ear, kissing her fully.
"I love it... Ah Gil, when you, ah, wake me like this... Please Griss, more" she groan wiggling back against him.
He pushed Sara on to her front and entered her hard and deep again. Planting wet mouthed kisses over her back and shoulders, withdrawing all the way before slamming back into her.
"I love waking you like this" he gritted through his teeth, pressing the full weight of him on to her.
Sara was putty in his hands, and she loved it when he completed dominated her. Tilting her pelvis to take him even deeper, she suddenly clamped around him and released a breathy scream, surprising the both of them "oh god Gil, please don't ever stop!".
Taking a pillow, he placed it under her front, raising her slightly and took a moment to admire her beautiful form. He sensually massaged his hands down her back to rest at her opening. He used his thumb to strum over her clit and dip inside her chanel, to which she started grinding against the pillow.
He took his cock in one hand and rubbed himself through her wet folds, taking care to bump her clit, the sensations causing the both of them to shudder.
She shifted, bringing her hand down under to her pussy and started to play with herself.
He was watching intently as her fingers danced across her slick folds, sometimes touching him and directing him to where she needed more pressure.
"Sara, I want to fuck you... Hard"
She looked at him over her shoulder and smiled, moving her fingers down she spread her hole for him "take me, Gil"
He drove into her hard, forcing her palm against her clit, creating a delicious amount of friction as he continued to plunder her chanel. Gripping her hips tightly he pulled her down with just as much force as he was entering.
The air was filled with hot, wild electricity. Where his moans started and hers ended, was indistinguishable.
He rolled her over, spreading her legs wide with his own, he kissed her hard before thrusting into her forcefully, his thrusts were short and fast and she knew he was on the brink.
Sara's fingers where like hot pokers, as they trailed all over his chest and shoulders pushing and pulling, using him as leverage to meet his thrusts.
When she moved her hands to his hips, desperately trying to pull him deeper, he knew she was close, he started to strum her clit feverantly, whilst the other hand held her still, as she was thrashing beneath him.
She tried to lean forward but fell back instantly "kiss me, please" she pleaded.
Without faltering in his rapid pace he traced her mouth with his tongue, planting sloppy, hard kisses.
She took control and deepened the kiss, threading her fingers through his hair, thats when he felt her clamp around his member, bringing about his own unexpected release.
He continued to move slowly in her, bringing them both back down, before kissing her a final time and collapsing on her chest, listening to the hard stocatto of her heart beating. She kissed the crown of his head and gently rubbed his back, tracing patterns lazily across his shoulders.
He groaned in disappointment as he felt himself soften and slip from her. Slowly shifting his weight off her, he looked deep into her eyes and gently kissed her swollen lips. Pulling the pillow from under her, she giggled against his lips as she dropped down. He nuzzled her neck, before pulling her with him as he rolled to his side, groaning at his protesting muscles.
She kissed his chest, before pushing up to go to the bathroom, she winced as she John Wayne'd her way back to the bed. "Sara, sweetheart, are you OK?" he asked with concern.
She offered him a bright smile straddling him and kissing him softly, before settling at his side. "More than, I'm in a delicious form of pain that only comes from being fucked senseless by you, love"
He grinned and kissed her forehead "God I love you" he stated before slipping into a peaceful slumber.