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At Dawn
by Jennifer (jenn_reber@hotmail.com)

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A little story about sex at dawn. (MF, rom)

***

It was nearing dawn. The sunlight was beginning to creep 
across the sky, blazing it with pink and orange.

He looked over at her in the tangle of bed sheets. She 
was beautiful. One arm stretched over her head, her face 
turned to the side. Her dark tangle of hair lay across 
the pillow, her mouth parted slightly. The top of the 
sheet pulled over her breasts and the bottom revealing 
her smooth legs.

Lightly he brushed his fingertips over her shoulder; she 
moved a little, her leg brushing against his. He smiled 
and pressed his mouth to her neck. 

A small sigh escaped her, and she turned her face toward 
his. He inched the sheet down moving his mouth to the 
exposed flesh. 

She giggled.

"You faker," he accused, continuing to nibble along her 
breast.

"I wasn't faking anything, you never asked me if I was 
awake." She ran her fingers through his hair, 
occasionally smoothing one fingertip over the top of his 
ear down to the fleshy part of his lobe.

"A mere technicality." He heard her moan slightly as her 
took her mouth. 

She closed her eyes enjoying his weight pressed against 
her, almost on top of her. His arms were around her, his 
hands stroking her cheek and her upper thigh. She felt 
his erection pressing against her. She shifted slightly 
so it was touching her slit.

He moaned and rolled so she was on top of him. Her 
breasts flattened against his chest. He pushed her legs 
apart with one of his, his cock brushing against her 
moist pussy. She moved back slightly, so it touched her 
clit. She was going to sit up so she could slide his 
cock into her.

"You're impatient this morning." He grabbed her wrists 
above his head, pulling her down onto his chest again.

She wasn't deterred, she pressed kisses onto the base of 
his throat and chest. She brushed his chin with her 
tongue, not quite able to reach his mouth, unless he 
were to lower his chin to his chest. She ground her hips 
against his.

"Not yet," he pinched her lightly.

"Oww, that wasn't very nice." Her whisper sounded more 
like a purr than a protest.

He laughed from deep inside, she could feel it rumbling 
from his chest.

"Poor baby," he moved his thumb over the slight red mark 
he'd left. 

"Hush now," she batted his thumb away. "You're usually 
not this slow in the morning."

"You're usually not this impatient," he replaced his 
hand firmly on her hip.

"Only because I want you to fuck me." She resumed 
kissing him where she could reach.

"Say that again," he demanded huskily.

"Only because I want you to fuck me," she whispered her 
need below his ear. 

With a swift sudden motion she found herself on her 
back. He had her hips cradled in his hands, her legs 
spread open resting on his shoulders. Her hands were 
free, but he still bound her to him. He kneeled moving 
her hips closer to her face, her knees were around his 
shoulders now. 

She felt his tongue slide around her inner thigh. She 
closed her eyes, imagining where he would go next. Next 
he would push her back down again, to bite that 
sensitive spot behind her knee. That always made her 
nipples tighten, whether in anticipation or just because 
it gave her tiny shivers she couldn't tell. But she 
liked it.

His tongue dove into the tightness of her pussy, up and 
down. He took his teeth and moved over her clit. She 
moaned. He took her hands and put them on her breasts, 
guiding her to squeeze them.

She was drowning. He was pulling her under a wave of 
need and desire and her own wantonness. She could feel 
herself about to come. 

"Now," she hadn't realized she'd spoken aloud. Her plea 
was a broken cry of need.

He continued his beautiful torture, sliding his tongue 
in and out of her, over her pouty lips and clit, sucking 
on her clit while he pushed his finger into her. Her 
hips bucked rhythmically against his hand and face.

Just watching her was making him harder. He could feel 
his groin tightening, a sure sign.

"Now," she said again. "Please... now... I need you 
inside of me."

She was begging. He always reduced her to begging. 

Easily he lifted her into a sitting position, facing 
him. His cock pointed like the arrow on the compass, 
straight to her, always straight to her.

She scooted closer into the V of his legs. He helped her 
onto the top of thighs, she guided his cock into her, 
wrapping her legs around his back. 

His mouth found hers. He took it as his own, their 
tongues brushing and mingling, sliding against each 
other.

Her hips rocked back and forth with his. 

He took possession of her soul with his gentle but 
demanding kiss. He felt her stiffen before her tight 
pussy started spasming and squeezing his cock. Tiny 
tremors racked her body, he could feel it in his own.

The pressure from her intense orgasm gave way to his 
own.

She could feel his warm come shooting into her. 
Instinctively she squeezed her legs tighter around him, 
bringing him closer. There was more coming. She felt it 
run down to her inner thighs. She felt one last burst 
from him, before he was still beneath her.

His mouth was pressed into her shoulder as he slowly 
caught his breath.

She laid her head against his hair, stroking his 
shoulder. 

His eyes were heavy, he wanted to lie down with her in 
his arms and sleep again. As if she'd sensed what he 
wanted, she slowly slid off of him and pressed a gentle 
kiss to his mouth. He lay down and she crawled into his 
arms, pulling the sheet back over them.

Her steady breathing was the last thing he heard before 
he drifted into his own slumber.

END

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