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I Miss Mornings With You

I think I miss mornings with you the most. I miss rolling over getting next to you, kissing your neck as you wake without saying a word. I hear you breathing. A gentle in and out of your breath. I reach over and place my hand just over the crest of your hip. I move closer. You feel me. But again you drift off. You know I’m ready but the power of sleep is to great for you to respond. You’re somewhere between peaceful slumber and growing excitement. I close my eyes and drift off as well. We stay like that for several minutes until I grow restless and start gently moving my right hand up and down your arm and across your mid section. Then down your right hip and thigh. Now I’m growing more and more. You raise your leg slightly so I can re position myself. Again you do not wake fully. You only sigh. I begin to kiss your neck and shoulder. You finally response with a “that’s nice” as you utter your first words of the day. My hand moves up to your breast. I gently touch each of your nipples. You react again with a sigh. But this time it’s lower in register. Sleep is so powerful for you. I know you’re debating within yourself “should I roll over and kiss him or should I continue to drift.” There is no right answer for you. Both thoughts are equal in weight. You now realize I’m persistent and still growing. You feel my excitement. You move your hips slightly. A sure sign of acceptance for me. You raise your head and lean back searching for my lips. We kiss. You sigh. We know it’s time. I’m ready. I push into you. I feel your wetness. Am I dreaming ? No its real. Passion NOW!!! This very instant.!! We both demand it!! Several minutes later I’m brought back to earth when you say with a smile. “Want coffee ? “ I reply “yes”. Then climb down from the other side of the bed past your still resting head. You say “thanks that was nice” as I pass. Coffee it is.

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