I slip into your room, coffee in hand to get you out of bed.
Your lying on your back, right hand under your head under your pillow.
The sheet covering you (just barely)is settled around your hips. You're sleeping without a stitch.
I supress the initial urge to tickle you awake. The temptation to touch your slumbering form much stronger.
I run my right hand up the middle of your torso, careening to the left. My thumb catching your nipple.
In your dreams you sigh, nipple hardening in response. I rub circles with the palm of my hand over the stiff peak.
Embolden I Send my hand towards the right half of your chest. Loving the scratchy feel of hair and smoothness of your skin.
Your hand claps down on my wrist, startling me. your eyes open looking at me. You mummer something about being careful of how you wake a body.
You push my hand lower, my eyes looking lower still. I have woken the sleeping beast. Releasing my hand on your lower abs, just above the tangled curls below. I feel the beast stir thru your stomach.
Mischief alights in my eyes as I caress the skin there. Slowly moving over to your right hip, already half exposed.
I have the desire to press my lips to the protruding bone there. Trace lazy circles with my tongue. I lightly graze your hip with my nails.
Continuing lower over the outside of your thigh, I skim across the top over your leg to your inner thigh. The beast twitches in anticipation
My hand makes it's way higher, enjoying the feel of the rough hair. Almost there I can see him throbbing in want thru the sheet.
I ask if you're awake. You assure you are very much indeed. Smiling I say "your coffee is getting cold." Standing I throw a cheery "Good Morning" over my shoulder as I quickly quit the room.
Behind me I hear the thump of a pillow hitting the door and landing. I giggle as you mutter curses about me and my sex.
Right now it is good to be Me!!!
