There’s nothing like s*x at bedtime to help you sleep, especially if you doze off wrapped in the arms of your lover. Unless it’s wakeup s*x…
Russ had his left arm under my head. I ran the tip of my finger around his right n****e, which firmed up nicely. A little ring of dark red hair encircled it. He shivered, took my hand, and kissed it.
“Have you ever come in your pants?” I asked.
He gave me a look, like he thought it was a strange question. “Not since I was a kid.”
I pulled his hand to my lips, kissed it, and released it. Then I ran my fingertips across his sternum and down to his navel. He chuckled this time.
“Stop! I can’t think when you’re doing that.”
“So who needs to think?” I scooted down and began sucking and nipping at the closest nub.
Since he didn’t object, I continued.
