It is early in the morning and the storm has awakened me. I glance over at your sleeping form next to me and the desire to touch you overcomes me. First I watch you for a few minutes watching the rise and fall of your chest in a steady rhythm as you sleep. The little snoring sound you make.
I admire your unruly hair and the unshaven shadow on your face. I love to watch you sleep. You don't even stir when I pull the sheet back and your naked body is in full view in the lowly lit room and I study every inch of you.
My fingers begin rubbing the palm of your open hand that is next to me and I begin rubbing your arm. You stir gently and I pause until I am sure you are still asleep. You strong thighs feel soft yet firm under my other hand which touches you inside your knee and slowly moves up your inner thigh.
Then my kisses following the same path beside your knee and up your thigh stir you from your sleep a little more. When I feel your hand in my hair and a long deep moan I know you have awakened.
My tongue presses firmly against your skin and I lick the tender area high on your inner thigh stopping to suck it into my mouth and bite gently. I feel your cock twitch against my cheek as I do this. My hands press against your parted thighs urging them further apart.