I feel him coming to life when he pushes back into me, a low moan escaping his lips as he shifts his hips back and forth.
“Mmmm, do that again,” he breathes, as I trail my shaft along the soft cleft of his cheeks.
Every pulse of friction is spectacular, sending pulses of pleasure through my dick. I lift my lips to the nape of his neck, feathering kisses down his jawline until our mouths meet in a slow, languid kiss.
“Good morning, sleepyhead,” I whisper, my tongue tracing the soft skin just below his ear.
Goosebumps ripple across his heated skin as I suck gently on my favorite spot. His only response is a soft groan.
“Are you conscious?” I tease, running my fingers along his ribs.
I have things I want to say, and I need his complete attention.
“I’m awake,” he hums, his voice thick with sleep.
Breathing deeply, I dive into the speech that’s been circling my mind for weeks.
“Do you know what I love most about you?”
“Mmm…tell me,” he sighs.
“I love your skin—how warm and soft it feels against me in the morning.”
I run my hands up his sides, making him shiver.
“I love your mind. Your brilliant, incredible mind. You’re always two steps ahead of me and keeping me on my toes.”
I press a kiss to his temple as he squirms beneath me.
“I love this spot,” brushing my lips over the crease in his neck. “I could lose myself for hours right here. It’s my spot…only mine.”
His lips curve into a smile, and a soft breath escapes. “It will only ever be yours.”
That makes me smile. But I keep pressing on.
“I love your mouth,” I murmur, tilting his face toward mine and capturing his lips in a deep, lingering kiss. “I could taste you for days, savoring your words, your jokes, and your craziness that makes me smile and laugh more than anyone else ever could.”
My hands slide around his chest, my fingers touching the spot that pumps the lifeblood through him.
“I love your heart. It’s the truest, most genuine, and generous thing I’ve ever known. You give yourself completely—to me, to your family, to our friends. Your loyalty and kindness shape everything you do. You make me feel safe, seen, and supported. And being with you, I finally feel whole.”
Jay lets out a deep sigh. “You’re awfully sappy today, Cookie.”
I pinch his side, light and teasing. “I’m getting to the good stuff, so stay focused.”
“Hmmm…what’s the good stuff?”
My hand drifts downward, and he arches his hips so I can wrap my hand around his stiff cock. I trace the thick vein running along his shaft, sliding my thumb across the tip, swirling the wet pre-cum seeping out of his slit. His hips buck as he moans.
“I love your dick,” I purr softly. “I love how hard you are for me. I love its weight, the taste and smell of it, how it pulses in my hand, how you leak for me when I turn you on.”
I give him a few leisurely strokes, his muscles tightening.
“And when you’re buried deep inside me, and that beautiful tip slides across my magic spot, it’s pure bliss.”
A ragged moan escapes him.
“I won’t last through this speech with you talking like that,” he warns, breathless and needy.
