Imagine Waking Up Next To Me
Pushing herself to her knees, she reached for her shirt and started to look for the rest of her clothes which had been strewn around the room.
I had been waiting for this. Some girls take independence a little too seriously.
"Baby. Come here." I said softly.
She leant towards me and I kissed her face lightly. She rubbed her body slowly against mine in response and I ran my fingers across the back of her neck and down her spine.
"Imagine waking up with me touching you like this."
She murmurmed slightly. I bit her neck softly.
"Imagine waking up with me biting you like this."
She groaned a little loader and started exploring my face with her cheek, her eyes closed lightly. I licked her chin.
"Imagine waking up with me licking you like this... Your neck.. your face.. your breasts.. your pussy.. your legs.. your whole body."
Now she was grinding herself against my erection.Imagine Waking Up Next To Me
"Yah. Imagine waking up and feeling my hard cock against you."
She grabbed my hair and started biting my neck.
"Imagine waking up and fucking me until you're just about to come."
Withholding orgasms was her game.
"Would that be good?"
"Yes" Her reply left her as she exhaled from the pleasure of rubbing herself against me. Her sweet Russian accent was laced with pleasure and longing.
"That's why you're staying with me tonight, okay?"
"... Okay" I had never heard he say so little.
"Good girl" I whispered, and patted the bed beside me. "Now come here".
She climbed down next to me and fit herself comfortably into the space I had made for her. I stroked her to sleep and when the morning began to shine through our hotel window I ran my fingers across the back of her neck and down her spine...
Roger Keays is an artist, an engineer, and a student of life. Since he left Australia in 2009, he has been living as a digital nomad in over 40 different countries around the world. Roger is addicted to surfing. His other interests are music, psychology, languages, and finding good food.