The first thing Rick became aware of was the glaring brightness of the morning sun as it shone through the partially closed burgundy curtains. The harshness of the blinding light sent the dull headache that was resting at the back of his head, rushing like a speeding locomotive to his eyeballs. Rick groaned against the pain, placing his hand in front of his face to lessen the nauseating brightness.

The small tugging and involuntary pulsing of his cock brought him back to another feeling that he was currently aware of. This awareness is what pulled him from his liquor-induced stupor. It was warm, wet; no, slick, and firm. He couldn't decide, but what he did know was that it felt amazing, really fucking amazing. He upwardly angled the lower part of his hand while still keeping it in the proper position to keep the sun out of his eyes. He had to find out what, better yet, who was making him feel like this.

His vision was still hazy with sleep, but he saw the outline of dark, tight curls. No, not curls but braids, thick brown braids. They were sitting in a messy lopsided bun and slowly coming unraveled as the rhythmic bobbing of what could only be described as the best blowjob he has every had continued.

He couldn't help the feeling that was enveloping him. The warmth of this unknown beautys mouth licking up and down his shaft made it hard for him to recall any details from last night. She continued to swallow him whole, taking his entire length into her warm wet mouth using her tongue to swirl along his shaft down to his balls, taking each one into her mouth gently but with enough pressure to make him curl his toes and moan too loudly for the quiet room. She moaned back in response. It was as if she was turned on more by the sounds he made. He moaned once more, gritting his teeth as her grip at the base of his dick tightened. The squishy, watery sounds of her oral motions only added to the sexiness of her small moans and grunts as he heard her breaths through her nose picking up. Fighting against the pleasure, he tried to remember how he ended up in what must be a hotel room on the receiving end of this Gift of a morning surprise that was heaven personified. The

His night of celebratory drinking had got out of hand, but what was one to expect from a man who just finalized his divorce supposed to do. He and his closest friends found the first bar after he returned from the courthouse. His finalized paper was still in the large manila envelope. Round after round of shots and pitchers of beer flowed well into the night. Rick doesn't remember much after the third round, but that was expected.

He was interrupted during his recollection but he didn't mind it was better to stay in the present moment and worry about the details of last night's celebration later. The heavy pressure that was building in his groin told him that his oncoming orgasm was fast approaching. Throwing caution to the wind he slid his fingers in between her soft mass of braids grabbing her head to keep her in place as he began to slowly move in and out of her mouth. He could feel her tighten around his girth before relaxing her jaw opening it further to allow him the space to explore the textured roof. He found his rhythm while sinking further into her mouth being careful not to push too far. Pressure turned to a tingling which then turned to electrical currents coursing from his toes up his spine and out his mouth in a guttural moan.

"Fffuucckkk," he choked. His hips moving on their own as he chased his release. His headache was dissipating and his mind was clearing. He felt that he would be ready to run a marathon after this orgasm.

Michonne felt his member swell and contract under her oral ministrations. She knew what was coming next so she relaxed her throat and slid her mouth down to the base of his pelvis engulfing him as his salty seed coated the back of the dangly thing in the back of her throat. She felt him continue to pulse and throb as she fought to hold her breath a little longer. When his head crumpled back into his pillow she released his girthy length with an enthusiastic pop sound.

"Good Morning," she moaned while mischievously smiling at him.

"Good Morning indeed," he panted.

Her tongue continued to caress his shaft gliding up and down, coating it with her wetness. She flicked her tongue along the back of the swollen head making his hips and cock to jump in response. He was a stranger to her. Someone she met in the bar last night while she and her office friends were celebrating the closing of one of her firm's biggest deals. The two celebrating groups melded into one at some point and she found herself glued to the good-looking lapis-eyed stranger for the rest of the night. How they ended up in this hotel room is a mystery but from the delicious aches she was feeling in her body it was one hell of a night.

"I think I have to pay you back for that. I think you almost snatched my soul from me."

"Oh, and how do you plan on doing that, " she teased. Her face showed the fun she was having at this moment and she was more than ready for what may be next.

"Climb up here and I'll show up," he smirked while motioning her to sit on his face so he can return the favor properly. She nibbled her lip as her body ignited. She slid her hand down to her sex hoping to help ease the deepen ache that was pulsing her entire area. Feeling the pooling wetness that was gathering between her delicate fold she slips two fingers into her aching delta coating them fully before pulling them out. Her essence glistened on her fingertips.

"Do you wanna taste a sample of me first?"

Rick's gaze fell onto her slick fingertips. He licked his lips as she moved her body up his taunt midsection admiring the light sprinkle of dark body hair that covered him. His eyes never leave her fingers. His mouth watered at the goodness that was about to hit his tongue. No words were spoken as he was too caught up in the moment. He could only nod his head as the slick coated goodness got closer to his awaiting mouth.

"Are you sure?" she moaned as she fed her coated fingers into his mouth. Rick growled at the heady taste of her. Sucking her digits clean he knew that he had to have all of her in his mouth.

"Get up here," he ordered. His strong arms grasping her buttocks and thighs easily lifting her as he repositioned his body on the bed making himself ready to wrap his mouth around her entrance and exposed bundle of nerves. Michonne let out a surprised yelp at the sudden display of strength of this man who was going to make her his breakfast. Straddling his scruff covered face his warm breath tickled her sensitive center. She gazed down at him. A handsome face with enthralling eyes and head of soft ruffled curls. She could see the mesmerized look on his face as he stared at her neatly trimmed delta. Michonne knew that she was overly wet by the look on his face which, was that of a man about to drink from the fountain of life. He breathed out "Hello, beautiful." as his mouth closed around her center. Michonne quivered as his tongue rolled over every inch of her. She was shameless as she rode the face of a man she had only known for 24 hours but she didn't care. She was chasing her delicious release from the exquisite friction of his beard and skilled tongue, she knew that she wasn't going to last very long. She felt his strong arms wrap around her thighs to hold her in place. She didn't like her ride being interrupted but when she felt the brush of his wide tongue on her clit she became delirious as her body began to shudder under the tutelage of his skills.

"Fuucckk," she whimpered.

"We will get to that after this," he mumbled before diving back in.

A/N: I'm slowly trying to get my groove back but as we all know 2020 has been a complete ass. Let me know what you think. A Sirens of the ZA update is coming soon.