Consciousness crept in. WOW that had been a pretty amazing dream last night.
Then she heard the pages of a book turning behind her and realised that maybe she wasn't alone.
OMG! She silently squeed … that WASN'T a dream!
"Good morning sleepyhead … well I think it's closer to afternoon really." He closed the book and put it down on the bedside unit.
"No, no … stay there." He wriggled down the bed behind her.
"Why didn't you wake me earlier?" she asked.
"Well you seemed pretty sound and rather wiped after last night's antics" he purred into her ear. He purred … John Tracy purred, and nibbled against her pulse point while running his hand down her side then over her hip with a firm confidence she would never have expected. There was SO much more simmering away underneath that usually stoic demeanour than she could ever have guessed.
When his hand reached her thighs she instinctively parted them, and as he shimmied in closer she felt his length slide firm between them as he hooked her leg over his.
Her mind was suddenly flooded with memories of "last night's antics". Either John had had a lot more practice than he had ever let on to anyone or had made incredibly good study use of the world's library collection on board 5 … oh dear god she was brought back to the moment as his long fingers slid over her curls and gently parted her to slip the tip of one inside.
He growled into the nape of her neck as he brought his slicked fingers to … circle… OH FUCK, how on earth, or rather out of it, did he know exactly where… and how much pressure …
"You are going to be the death of me" he whispered breathlessly into her ear. "Tell me what you want'"
Oh jeez, he wanted her to speak, even thinking was difficult enough under his ministration.
"In… side… now" she managed to pant out, knowing that he didn't need to do much else to tip her over the edge.
And still he teased her, filling her exquisitely slowly … this man's self-control was out of this fucking world. Coherent thought left her as the building wave of heat hit her and it felt like every cell in her being was exploding … somewhere in her brainfuzz she sensed him tense behind her and let out a held breath as warmth filled her.
Slowly reality returned along with her ability to breath.
"Wow," he breathed, "as I was saying … Good Morning"