Darkness. That was all he could perceive once he started to regain his senses, a little bit at a time. Nothing but murky, thick darkness for what seemed like an eternity. Finally, a pin prick of light formed directly in front of his gaze. The beam shone intensely, as if it would drill through his skull and pierce his fuzzy brain, but it didn't stay small for long. He seemed to be rapidly approaching what he could only describe as a white hole in a black screen, until finally the darkness was pushed to the edges of his vision, and deep azure eyes opened for the first time in what seemed forever. The bright light spilled into the bedroom from a window on his right, the blinds muting the sun just a little.
The next of his senses to wake from what could only be described as what felt like a hibernation was Touch. The feel of the cotton sheets on olive-dark skin, bare as usual from a night's rest, soothed him but for the briefest of moments before several aches rocked his body like getting hit by a big rig. His arms and shoulders felt as if they were on fire, like he had been lifting something the entire time he slept. In fact, his entire body felt just like that; every muscle tight, every tendon taut.
Next came his hearing, and this was where things became very confusing for a few seconds. The first sound to fill his head was someone breathing next to himself. Quickly he tried to rack his brain as to whom might be lying there, but to no avail. With a bit of trepidation, he slowly let his view drift left, his head tilting in the same direction. She drifted into view; a tall beauty, from the length of her profile created by the desert red fabric of the sheets that was draped over her sleeping form. Blonde tresses spilled out over the pillow, framing the angelic features of her face.
It was as if a floodgate opened when his gaze fell upon her. His memory suddenly kicking into high gear from the point where it had stopped the night before. She had risen from the couch, where she had been leaning against him, the movie they had been watching finally ending. She stretched her 6'2 frame to it's limit and then some, arms reaching to the ceiling, then falling back to her side. He stood, making his way towards the kitchen when she stopped him in what was a small office area of the one bedroom apartment he called home. He bent close, placing a gentle touch of his lips to hers. He broke the contact and tried to step away, but she caught him tight in her arms. The next words from her sent him reeling... "You ready for bed baby?". His eyes must have been the size of saucers, because she laughed lightly, then leaned in herself, her lips parting just before making contact, her tongue licking across tight tiers before finally sealing the kiss, her hands pressed firmly to his lower back, pulling him in closer. His eyes closed as he let the wave of passion wash over himself, dropping the two plates to the floor, wrapping his own arms about her, pulling her as close to him as he could.
A slight whimper vibrated against his mouth, her own eyes closing as she seemed to melt into him, the kiss taking a very passionate turn. Slowly she backed up,careful to not break the embrace, guiding him towards the door to the bedroom, and the queen size bed that awaited them within. He couldn't help himself, he took the lead, quickening the pace until finally her legs hit the bed. He kept her from falling onto the mattress, his hands now starting to wander from just above the swell of her ass to the top of her shoulders. Her own hands slipped down over his chest, taking hold of the bottom of his shirt and lifting slowly, her manicured nails raking lightly over the sensitive flesh, instantly pebbling both of his now exposed nipples. A wicked grin crossed her face, which he wasn't abe to see as she had stopped removing the shirt as it covered his face. She lowered her head to his chest, catching one of those nipples between her teeth and giving it a gentle squeeze. He took a quick breath, inhaling, then letting it slip out slowly. His head tilting back as she moved from one to the other. Her tongue slipping out, caressing the hard flesh, teasing it even harder. A moan slipped from within the shirt, his hands making their way down, both palms slapping hard and squeezing her bottom tightly. The shirt started it's way once more off of his arms and shoulders, those azure orbs catching hers as she continued to tease his flesh.
A wicked grin crossed his features as his own hands moved from her bottom to the waist band of her jeans, slipping around to the front, making quick work of the button and zipper that held them in place. Her hips gave a few sexy wiggles, and the jeans were pooled at her feet, kicking it to the side. Her fingers danced lightly over his chest and stomach, teasing at the edge of his own shorts, her eyes looking up into his, the passion and hunger as evident as if she simply made the same statement. His hands went to the top of her panties, pushing them down over sexy hips, and letting them fall to where the Jeans had just been, they were just as quickly added to the now growing pile of clothes to the side, his shirt finally added a few seconds before. He couldn't hold back his own hunger, his hands working the few buttons of her blouse, letting it fall open. She pushed him back a foot or two, that wicked grin still in place as she shrugged out of the sleek fabric, His fingers making quick work of his own shorts and underwear, dropping them to the ground and disposing of them onto the pile.Two sets of eyes wandered wantingly over the other's body, once more the two of them came together, the kiss hard, passionate, and deep. The last piece of clothing, her bra, was removed by both of them, dropping it onto the pile of clothes like a cherry on top of a sundae, completing the whole project rather expeditiously.
