“How do you want me this morning, Mr. Masters?” I whisper.
He lifts both my legs over his shoulders, and then he slides in deep as his eyes hold mine. “I can feel every muscle inside of you,” he whispers.
I take his face in my hands, rolling my lips as I watch him.
He spreads his knees to get better leverage and I close my eyes to try deal with him. It's so deep like this. He's so focused on what he needs from my body. He starts to pump me with slow, deep, hard hits and I can feel the muscles in his behind contracting as he flexes. My head falls back onto the pillows.
“Oh God,” I whimper. “So good.”
“You like that?” He turns his head and kisses my ankle.
I nod as I watch him, seeing his beautiful face in between my feet. It's one hell of a wake-up call.
“What’s my girl doing, today?
