Sophie woke to the sun shining in the window, leaving a soft glow on the skin of the incredible man lying next to her. She gazed at him, taking in how different his features were when he was asleep. He looked younger, softer. His soft brown hair was lying across his brow, nearly hanging into his eyes. She noticed how long his lashes were, resting against the tops of his high cheekbones. The scruff of a mustache didn’t hide the rosy fullness of his lips. His bottom lip was full and plump and she licked her own, thinking of how much she loved kissing his beautiful mouth. His beard was only four days full and went halfway down his long, strong neck. Her gaze trailed over his broad shoulders and down his wide chest. She grazed her hand across it, gently fingering the auburn hairs that were scattered there. She felt his nipple harden as her finger brushed across it. She swallowed hard and fought against the compulsion to taste it. She let her fingers continue their journey across his soft skin. His abdomen was so firm. His hand slowly joined hers and she looked up to find his deep blue eyes watching her.
“Good morning,” he said quietly and licked his lips. She reached up to kiss him. His kiss was urgent and expectant.
“No stop,” he said, moving her hand even lower. She wrapped her fingers around his firm cock and squeezed gently. He closed his eyes and moaned. She snuggled even closer to him, sliding her hand up and down. She kissed his chest and slowly and softly ran her tongue across his nipple and took it into her mouth sucking gently. He slid his hand up to her breast and teased her own nipple with his fingers. He kissed her again, his tongue teasing her lips and then kissing down her neck. He rolled her over and slid his hand between her legs. He moved his hips slightly encouraging her to continue pumping his cock with her fingers. He sucked her nipple into his mouth, teasing and licking and nibbling until she was whimpering with desire. He moved his fingers across her clit and she gasped. He rubbed in a circular pattern before plunging his fingers inside her. She was breathing hard and having a hard time concentrating on anything but his fingers plunging in and out of her. He rolled over quickly and kneeled between her legs. He leaned over her continuing to tease her nipples with his tongue and fingered her clit until she cried out in pleasure. As she orgasmed, he plunged his cock deep inside her and pumped her hard and fast. He slid his hands under her shoulders and up into her hair, whispering in breathless Russian as he kissed her neck. The muscles in his body seized and he shook with his orgasm. He kissed her hard, collapsing on top of her in exhaustion.
“Sophia,” he breathed. She kissed his neck and shoulders, holding him tightly to her. He rolled over and brought her with him holding her on top of him. Her long dark hair cascaded down over him. She gently kissed his full lips. She started to roll off of him, but he held her close.
“No, no let you go yet,” he grinned that crooked grin at her.
“Do you plan to keep me here all day?” she asked, biting her lip.
“I like sound of that,” he said kissing her again. “But I need food, if you going to wake me like that.” He quickly rolled her over and slipped out of bed heading down to the kitchen, his bare ass shining in the morning light.
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