oOOOoooOOOOOo indulge my obsession with morning sex please thank you
Easy Like Sunday Morning
Word Count: 870
Warnings: Penetrative sex.
A/N: Just a quickie. Hope you enjoy it. Love you bunches!!!
You watched sleepily as early morning light began to creep in across the floorboards of your bedroom, it’s slow progress brightened and warmed the early morning chill in the air. You should get up and put a pot on but Harrison had gotten home late last night and you were happy to stay wrapped up in his strong arms a little bit longer. It was Sunday and you had a whole day of nothing to do and nowhere to be.
“Morning sweetheart.” His voice is laced with sleep, leaving him sounding gravelly and sedated. His arm draped across your waist pulls you even closer as you feel his mouth press against your exposed neck. You sigh happily.
“I missed this” you murmur appreciatively.
“Me too. I love our Sundays.”
Sunday had become your go-to lazy day. Sunday’s were for pancakes and earl grey lattes while Jack Johnson played quietly in the background.
“I’ll get up in a minute and start breakfast?” Haz asks. You sigh as his fingers trace patterns pushing up under the t-shirt you’d stolen from him to sleep in, the calluses on his hands bringing goosebumps to life across your skin.
You wiggle back against him, can feel him already semi hard and pressing against your lower back.
“Maybe we can stay in bed a little longer?” You ask sweetly. Haz grunts softly as you shift higher in the bed, moving until he is gently grinding against your panties. You rotate your hips softly, soaking up the sound of his breathing growing rough in your ear.
“Little tease” he taunts but you can hear the smile in his voice.
“I’m only a tease if I don’t follow through.” That comment has Harrison’s fingers pressing into the flesh at your hip before he begins dragging them under the waistband of your panties.
“Should I take them off?” You ask as his palm slips down over your mound and the tips of his fingers tease at your folds. He drags the slickness he finds up to your clit and makes slow circles that have your mouth falling open into silent “O” of pleasure.
“Leave them on.” You feel him adjusting behind you until you finally feel the hard press of him nestling between your thighs. He thrusts a handful of time between your closed thighs and you feel your panties damp and sticking to your sex.
“Haz don’t tease” you whine as his fingers keep circling your clit.
“Your wish is my command, Kitten.” Right now you just want him inside you. His hand leaves your clit and you bite your lip, feeling the loss.
“Pick your leg up.” He encourages as you drape your upper leg over his thigh, opening yourself up to him. “Good girl.” He praises softly as his hand pulls the soft cotton of your panties to the side. You feel the tip of his erection probing gently. You bring a hand down and guide it up and down your slit until it slips easily with your built up arousal. Slowly, almost lazily you guide him into your center. He sheaths himself in one long, slow stroke giving you a moment to adjust.
“Baby, I need you to move.” You whimper as you adjust to the stretch of him. Neither of you speak as he begins to stroke into you with the long lazy press of his hips.
His hand lets loose your panties and grips your hip. Your lower back arches into him and you hear him inhale sharply. There’s no rush to your love making, he mouths softly at your neck as you fuck back onto him. Calloused fingers slide up your body and trace over pebbled nipples nipples in your borrowed tee before rolling them in the way that always made you lose your mind.
“Haz…” You whimper uselessly.
“Shh...kitten. I’ve got you” he encourages as your soft sounds continue to fill the still morning air. “Touch yourself for me. I need to feel you cum for me.” Your hand slips down between your thighs as his pace increases. Your fingers circle your clit with intent, your aim to reach your peak for Haz. He whispers sweet words in your ear between sucking tiny marks along your shoulder.
You feel your body beginning to tighten around him and he grunts in response as your body squeezes him so tightly.
“That’s it, darling. Give me everything. God, your so beautiful like this.” You loved how he talked when you were together. “I’m getting close” he grunts his next thrust bumping against a spot inside you that makes your toes curl.
You feel that coil low in your belly building as his hips begin to stutter against you, your fingers move faster, your breathing ragged until finally your release takes you moaning Harrison’s name over the edge. Harrison thrusts twice more before you feel him spilling inside you. You can’t help the smile the washes across your face as his whispers out a harsh curse.
“Gonna need a few minutes here” he laughs as you both come back into yourselves. You luxuriate in the glow of his love as his hand travels up and down your body, “than I’m gonna make you the best banana pancakes you’ve ever had.”
