In a groggy haze the mattress shifts beneath my head and shoulders. I feel your body heat next to my ears.
My senses are awakening from my slumber. I smell your arousal above me. I stick out my tongue, tasting your salty but sweet arousal.
“Oh that feels good. You looked famished, so I figured you might want a morning snack”.
I open my eyes and grab your hips, rolling you off me and onto your back.
You giggle with excitement.
“Text your boss that you’re gonna be late today, cause I’m about to make an entire meal out of you”.
