I could still taste his saltiness on my lips.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
There was no mercy, no letting up.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
With each collision of Michael's hips against my ass, his hands tightened on my hips as he pulled me toward him.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
His cock slipping deeper and deeper into me each time.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
My face scrunched up and moans escaped from my lips.
Slap, slap, slap, slap.
My hands dug into the edge of the mattress and my feet lifted up off the bed.
Slap, slap.
Then it was gone. There was only silence. My camisole was pulled up over my breasts and my panties were slipped down to my knees. My fingers of my right hand were wet and spreading my pussy lips.
I was licking my lips and panting. My heart was racing.
I listened for a few seconds. Listening to Michael’s breathing. Is he awake? Did he hear me?
Nothing. There was no movement from his side of the bed. Just a very regular breathing pattern. No variations, no gasps, nothing. Just normal sleep.
I needed him. I needed him to wake up right now.
I moved my finger against my clit and a quiver roller up through my body. Oh my God I’m so wet. I must have been dreaming, I realised.
I moved my hand into the no man’s land of the bed, those two feet that separated us while we slept.
One inch I moved my hand and froze. Spreading my little finger out to feel for his warmth, nothing. Another inch, still nothing. Another and still nothing.
I caressed my clit again and again a quiver rolled through my body causing me to tense. I let out a silent breath.
I quickly rolled onto my side and closed the distance between us. I pressed my back against his chest and pulled his arm underneath my head and froze.
Would he respond? Would he just fall back into his deep sleep?
I held my breath and waited.
He crossed his arms across my chest and cupped each of my bare breasts with his hands.
Then there was complete stillness. Nothing. His breathing returned back to its original rhythm.
I could feel his hot but limp cock pressing against my ass. I spread my legs and moved his cock between my thighs and rested it against my pussy and closed my legs. Cradling his cock against my womanhood.
Nothing. No movement.
I reached down to where his cock tip was sticking out between my legs and lightly caressed underneath the tip.