I woke up cuddled up to him, my head resting on his bare chest. I couldn't help but think about the night before. It felt so good being in love again; hell, it felt good having had sex again. Waking up to someone next to me felt natural. I had felt there was something missing in my life, and this was it, it was someone to share life with.
"Morning, sexy."
I gave him a kiss on his stubbly cheek. With a sleepy voice, I said, "Morning, how did you sleep?"
"I slept well. I think I could get used to this being a normal thing, sleeping and waking up next to you."
I smiled at him. "I could too, but you know it's not that easy. I wish it was."
"I know." He replied.
"But, that doesn't mean we can't see each other on weekends, random weekdays."
"Yeah. Eight hours is nothing by car. I'll drive it to be with you." He assured me.
"We can take turns. I think Ryleigh will enjoy seeing you more as well." I said.
"I can't wait to see her more."
"You've already been so good to her. She loves when you come to visit." I commented.
"Good, because I'll be visiting more."
I smiled and leaned in for a kiss. "Let's stop talking about the future, and let's focus on the present time."
He kissed me back. He rolled me onto my back, climbing on top of me. He said, "I couldn't agree more."
Our bodies were still bare from the night before. The sunlight streamed through the blinds, glistening over our bodies. The light had caught his brown eyes just right, causing them to sparkle. His cock was hard against my inner left thigh. He kissed my neck, and his right hand wandered down my side to find and explore my warm, wet pussy. He slid his fingers inside.
My hands combed through his hair and wandered down his back. My fingers traced his spine. When John started to curl his pointer finger inside my love tunnel, he found my G-spot. My back arched, my face rested on his shoulder. I moaned into his ear, letting him know how much I loved what he was doing to me.
I told him to try to thrust his fingers in and out, which he did. He mixed the speeds up, finding his own groove, and what would give him the best reaction from me. It wasn't too much longer before I was in a full blown orgasm.
"Ahh. Fuck me. Oh! Yeah! Oh!" I gasped.
John pulled his fingers out. He kissed my lips, and I kissed him back. The kiss was long, deep, and passionate. On occasion he'd stop randomly, resting his nose on my face. He'd whisper select little nothings. He made me crave him even more with his words but was willing to go slow. After all, going slow gave me a chance to savor every move and touch.
"I want to try something, guide me if I don't do it right, okay?" He asked.
I kissed his lips that were hovering above my face. "Alright, what are you planning on doing?"
"I want to give you oral. Just tell me if I should do something differently." He replied.
I smiled at him lovingly before asking, "Okay, are you sure? Not all guys like to give it."
"I'm not all guys. I want to love your body, every square inch of it." He affirmed.
"Okay."
He kissed me quickly before he went down to work. His tongue licked up and down my slit, pushing the slit open. I guided him and helped him find my clit. He was thankful I spoke up. He quickly started to lick it.
"Suck on it," I commanded.
He did just that. He sucked on my clit, rotating from sucking to licking it. He slid his two fingers into my pussy as he continued to suck on my clit.
"Ahh." I gasped.
He continued to finger fuck me and suck on my clit.