I awakened early next morning. I had a wonderful sleep. Such a soft comfy bed! I laid on my right shoulder, with Jake behind me, his arm wrapped around my waist. Gosh he was so heavy when asleep. I could feel his steady breathing. I could feel his dick and bush at my bum. It felt so soft and cute. I just relaxed and stroked his hand that was wrapped around me, moving up to my chest and heart. The morning was quiet.
The strength of this man both amazed and troubled me. I trusted him completely, but after last night, I worried, what if I was too delicate for him. My Jake is a stallion in bed. Not only does he love me well, but his potency is very high. On some days, he'd want me 3 or 4 times a day. I could handle and even enjoy him so far, but that's because he was a gentleman. But last night was, at least by my standards, really hard core. While I absolutely loved it, his sheer strength made me wonder what else is possible with him. How else will he handle me? What else would he want to try? Will I be able to take it? What if I disappoint him?
Jake awakened. I didn't see his eyes open, but he immediately cuddled me tighter and pecked at my ear. "Morning sweetheart," he greeted.
"Hey, baby," I replied. I turned around and kissed him. His eyes were still small. He was cutely drowsy, but he still kissed me deeply, firmly, rubbing his warm hands on my shoulders, down my arms. I looked down at his chest, stroking his chest hair lightly with my fingers.
"Are you alright?" he asked.
"Yeah," I replied sheepishly. "Last night was amazing"
"I hope I wasn't too rough or anything. Are you alright down there?"
"Yeah babe. It was just, just unexpected. Hard core," I answered.
Jake giggled a bit. "Alright."
"No babe I loved it. I really, really did! I was just kinda shocked at your strength," I reassured him.