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Subject: {ASSM} "Good Morning" {by Holly} (MF rom)
Date: Sun, 11 Aug 2002 23:10:02 -0400
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"Good Morning"  by Holly  (MF, rom)

He tipped himself up on one elbow.  She rested against him in the bed, her
warm back pressing against his stomach and chest.  He watched her - - - her
rhythmic breathing filling the room.  She was curled against her pillow,
sleeping soundly, with him spooned around her.  He listened to her breathe,
and marveled at how good it felt to have her next to him in the morning.
As he rested on his arm and watched her sleep, he thought about how far they
had come and wondered how far they had yet to go.

His reverie was broken by her stirring.  He took his hand and placed it
against her hip, steadying her against him.  He didn't want to lose this
contact, this connection, with her.  Not yet.  Their time together was so
fleeting and so precious that every moment he could spend next to her - - -
touching her - - - - was magical.  He draped his arm in the hollow of her
waist and looked at her again.  Her short hair was aflurry over her head.
She was not an easy sleeper, as evidenced by the way her hair looked so
disheveled every morning.  This was the first time that they had spent
together that he can remember her actually being still and quiet next to
him.  Yet she still gripped her pillow in stubborn defiance.

He eased down in the bed and carefully slipped his arm under her, pulling
her even closer.  He put his face into her hair and breathed.  It was warm,
soft, and smelled so sweet.  Her hands found his and her fingers laced
between, pulling his arms tighter around her.  He smiled to himself that she
felt safe enough to sleep even with him holding her - - - realizing that she
had finally released the pillow from her clutches.  He couldn't resist her
shoulder that was peeking from under the covers, so he removed his face from
her hair long enough to give it a long, lingering kiss.   He wondered how
she could sleep through his ministration .... or was she??

A small smile passed across her face when she felt his lips touch her
shoulder.  She loved feeling his strong arms around her, and his warm body
against her.  What a way to wake up!  Yet, rather than break the momentum of
the moment and let him know she was indeed awake, she chose to lie there and
allow him to continue trying to wake her.  His warm mouth kissing her
shoulder was almost more than she could stand, and she began to wiggle her
toes and fingers.  With a gentle sigh, she began to stretch and yawn,
pushing her hands over her head - - - all feigned stirrings to make him
think he was just barely getting somewhere - - - but did not try to stop
him.   She rolled slightly toward him, opening her eyes in sleepy response.
"Good morning," she whispered huskily, smiling at him.

This was his cue to take one of her breasts into his hand and hold it
gently, rolling the nipple with his fingers.  She softly moaned as his mouth
traveled from her shoulder to her neck and up her ear, his arm underneath
her curling and holding her fast against him.  The feeling of his hot breath
and warm, wet mouth against her drove her crazy, even when she was still a
bit drowsy.  He began to strip her pajamas from her, and at that moment she
wondered why she even bothered wearing any - - - realizing that he had been
naked all along.  Turning completely to him, she offered herself.  He
touched her face lightly and began to kiss her.  Her mouth was warm from
sleep, and he took his time with this kiss - - - softly possessing her lips
and tongue alternately.  He kissed her nose, her eyelids, her cheeks ....
then the hollow of her throat.  Finally he took one of her nipples in his
mouth, and she arched to meet his suckling.  He knew, then, that she was not
only fully awake, but fully involved in his lovemaking.

His hands traveled down between her legs.  God, she was wet!  He was very
gentle and slow with his hands - - - using soft, loving touches  - - -
knowing that her nerve endings were probably not fully functional yet.  He
pushed open her thighs with firm pressure until she relaxed and exposed
herself to him.  Lightly stroking her bud, he felt a rush of wetness on his
hand.  He knew then that she was getting very close, and teased her open
with his fingertips, thrusting two fingers deeply inside her.  She arched
against the intrusion and he felt her muscles tighten inside with pleasure.
She groaned heartily with every movement, her breath quickening and her body
arching in respondent glory.  He found her pleasure center inside, carefully
massaging her to an orgasm, and felt her pulse around him as she peaked.
Withdrawing his fingers, he was amazed at how they were glistening with her
juices.  He placed them into his mouth and savored her sweetness, then
kissed her deeply so that she could taste herself.   He eased his arms
around her, and pulled her to him, feeling her heart beating wildly against
him.  Looking down at her draped lovingly over him, her sighs of contentment
ruffling the hair on his chest, he was suddenly overcome with emotion for
her.  He couldn't resist kissing her on the forehead and hugging her close.

Within the hug, she tipped her face and began to nuzzle at his neck, kissing
first his chin, his cheek, then sliding up his jaw to his ear.  She sucked
and nibbled at it - - - breathing warmly into it as his breathing increased.
She kissed down his neck, feeling his quickening pulse under her lips, until
she got to his chest.  There, she suckled his nipples as he had done hers,
and listened to his sighs.  But she was far from finished.  Her wet tongue
made a trail down his belly, his dark hairs matting wetly against his skin.
She blew a fine, cool, burst of air onto the wetness, causing him to suck in
his breath and goosebumps to appear on his arms.  He groand in mock protest,
and she grinned at him ..... and cocked her eyebrow as if to say, "you woke
me up ... now suffer!"   Suffering was the LAST thing on his mind when he
felt her hot mouth envelop him.

He groaned lowly as her mouth sank down him.  Her tongue teased him to
attention, and her hand encircled him at the base.  She tasted his nectar on
her tongue as he became more and more aroused.  She sucked gently on him
until he asked her to suck harder.  He then wondered aloud if that had upset
her, but she assured him that the only way she would know what he wanted is
if he asked her for it.  He relaxed into her attentions, as her mouth went
back to work.  He asked her to get in between his legs, and she did, never
releasing him from her mouth.  His hands found her hair, and he buried his
fingers in its softness, trying to guide her pace.  She suckled slowly,
teasingly, her lips tightening around him until his own hand moved and began
to take over.  She held the tip of him in her mouth, and stroked his thighs
and around his manhood as he stroked himself.  His moaning told her what to
do and how hard to do it ... she watched his hands intently, trying to learn
the right movements to please him.  She felt his legs tensing around her,
and she knew he was close, so she leaned her mouth into his scrotum and
began to lick and suck there.  That was all it took - - - he released a
torrent into the air and onto her and himself.  She eased out of the bed and
retrieved a soft towel and began to gently clean him.

He beckoned her to his side, holding his arm out for her to slide into.  She
lay next to him, molding herself against him and wrapping her leg over his,
and they kissed lingeringly.  This was the part she cherished most.  She had
never been with anyone who cared enough to stay awake ... let alone hold her
afterwards and just talk to or caress her.  They had lovely, intimate
conversations about life and love and everything in between.  Often, it
culminated in another lovemaking session, but on this morning, they were
content just to hold , caress, and kiss each other - - - to just be there
together.   His strong arms wrapped tightly around her, and she stroked his
chest, arms and hands - - - and they talked about where this all would lead.
They were beginning to realize that while they neither one had any answers,
they both were content to continue waking up with one another like this for
a long time to come!

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