I woke up as soon as the sun peeked into my room, as I did every morning. But this wasn’t like every morning. Today I woke up engulfed in security, in the form of a sleeping Brunette. She deserved the rest; we wore each other out last night in the best possible way. Her breathe was warm on the back of my neck and it made me smile. I slowly began to turn; I didn’t want to wake her. Not yet. But I had to see her face. As we lay entangled I began to subtly shift. I placed a kiss on her lips. Trying to wake her in a caring way. But she didn’t respond, so I lightly bite her neck which granted me a shift but still closed eyes. I unwrapped myself from her arms which caused a shuffle but this girl was down for the count. I really wanted to let her sleep, I did. But more than that I wanted to talk to her. I wanted to see her eyes. I wanted to laugh and be in her company. So I took matter into my own hands. I lowered myself on top of her and began licking a long trail down the center of her body. I stopped above her center wondering how ethical it would be to venture on knowing she was fast asleep. But something told me she wouldn’t mind. I placed a leg on either side of my neck and began to taste her sweetness, a taste I had become very familiar with over the past night. I allowed myself to separate her lips and make long strokes back and forth before running laps around her clit. I felt the legs on my shoulders gain a sudden life and tense then release again. She was awake.

“I could really get use to this alarm clock”

But I didn’t have time to respond, I was on a mission. I plunged my tongue inside of her while my finger twirled her clit. It seemed like only seconds before I was met with her juices which I gladly licked up. I made my way back up towards the head of the bed. Where my lover lay limp, but awake. I climbed on top of her and took her lips as my own I traced the inside of her mouth with my tongue as she gripped me and pulled me into her.