The early morning light streamed though the window, slowly drawing Samantha back to consciousness. It was one of those perfect mornings in early autumn when the season had just started to change and dreams of a longer summer had not yet been vanquished. The air outside was crisp and chilly and, since the heaters had not yet been turned on, her bedroom was similarly chilled. Usually on mornings like this Samantha would curl her small figure into a tight ball, hugging her knees to her breasts and burrowing under the covers, fighting off consciousness and the cool morning air for as long as possible.
This wasn't one of those mornings.
This morning, she had her own personal "space heater". Samantha turned over and smiled, watching Brad's chest rise and fall as he lay fast asleep beside her. She snuggled up against him, resting her head on his shoulder and molding her body to his. She draped her leg across his torso, resting it just above his hipbones as Brad unconsciously moved his arms to hold her close. Samantha had always felt perfectly safe and at peace in Brad's arms. They'd met as freshmen in college; Samantha had been a young, innocent, completely inexperienced girl while Brad was an oversexed college-aged male looking to have fun with older girls. In spite of this, they'd quickly become inseparable. Brad's embrace had seen them through a period of semi-platonic friendship, through jealousy as they'd both dated other people, and finally to ever-growing love as boyfriend and girlfriend. These days, they were navigating the new straits of a long-distance relationship since work and school often forced an ocean between them. These days, every embrace was one to cherish.
Lulled by Brad's gentle breathing and the rhythmic beating of his heart, Samantha mused about how their bodies fit perfectly together. It was as if they'd been created as a matching set. The years since they'd met had been good to Samantha. While she still looked far younger than 22, her petite frame had both slimmed down and filled out. Brad loved to look at and touch her naked body whenever possible. Though they'd been together for a while, a glimpse of skin or a light touch could still make Brad's cock jump to attention.
Growing restless, Samantha started to run her hands lightly up and down Brad's torso. She loved teasing and being teased, and she especially loved to wake Brad up by getting him excited. Samantha caressed his muscular shoulders and chest and then traced down to the waistband of his boxers. She moved her fingers from side to side just under the elastic and playing with the top of his hair without moving any further south. Brad kept his eyes closed but Samantha recognized the familiar signs: his penis beginning to harden and grow, the sudden changes in his breath as he anticipated her movements.
