It’s already a dream darling.

She wakes me up by slowly jacking off my erection. Her fingers soft and languid.  Her hand dry and firm against me.

“Go brush, and whatever and then come back!, do not let the dog out.” Her touch makes me clench and my cock jumps against her hand.

So I do, and I do go see the dog and say hi, and let him out and pat his head, and run back to bed where she is mad. But not really. But she does throw me down dramatically and pin me to the bed. I’m not fighting. She is exactly where I want be.

She kisses my forehead, down the tip of my nose and to my lips.

“I love you so much.” She whisper against my lips as she pumps my cock with her hands. Her finger pulling my foreskin up to my cockhead and back down to my balls. She kisses me, dips her tongue into my mouth and we kiss, she is fierce and lovely. Her eyes intent on my eyes and nothing more as we swirl our tongues in this half light of an early morning. She feels me up with her hand, running her fingers up to my mouth, dipping inside, wetting them. Coming away with a string of spittle as she runs her fingers in circles  around my nipples and back down to my cock, she grabs me by my shaft and squeezes, snakes her hand down further until she can feel my balls. She chucked against my teeth as she swirls my balls in her hand. Then back up to the head of my cock till she can bring a fingertip of precum to her mouth, and groans in her throat. Deep, like something wanton.

“What do you want?” She’s asks, curious, taunting, chiding her voice dark and serious. And I wait a second, just feeling her caress me, love me. Tease me. Hunger for me. I feel like I could cum now but I push it down and tell her-

“I want you to suck my cock.” And she bites her lips, and she is so fucking sexy. Movie starlet. She is sexy in so many different ways, but now it is because she looks like there is nothing more she would rather be doing, and that is also very sexy.  To see the lust in her eyes, gazelle, like I’m prey and I love being her prey. I’ve said this so many times but it’s true. She chuckles darkly and pushes my head to the side as she kisses her way down my throat, chest, down to my crotch.

She nuzzles me, her nose enhales me. You’ve seen this on nature shows. She is feline and graceful. Fluid, like she knows exactly what she wants. Like all of this before had was just to get to this moment in time, this way. This is all she wants, and I love her all the more for it. She is cherished.

I am loved in every moment and this is no different and I adore that as she pops the head of my cock softly in her mouth. Her tongue flattening and undulating as she bathes my cock in her spit. She goes back to nuzzling my balls for a bit and then she strokes my cock as well and it is so wonderful. To feel her sucking softly on my balls or sniffing and smelling me while she brings me closer to cumming stroke by stroke. She is a master. Everyday, all day, the craziest, most sexy love imaginable. Like it’s crazy good and this is no different as she pops my testicle back into her mouth and hums Into my crotch. She tightens her grip on my cock as she starts to suck the head again, her hands precise and rhythmic, her breath blowing across my skin. Goose bumps and sweat. Her mouth is wonderful, masterful, knowing me. Again, it’s the knowing the feeling that this isn’t just an act and that this, this connection is needed. I need you. Want you. Desire you. You are mine, that feeling is…lovely, needed wanted. As I get closer I can feel that if she doesn’t stop I’m going to cum.

“Honey, I’m going to-“ but I never finish because she comes up for air to tell me.

“I want your  cum. “  A demand. Forceful. Dangerous. Quiet. An order. She says and it’s like this electric current from her hands right to me. And I feel it build up between my brain and heart and then I’m cumming in no time and she’s egging me on and every thing she says is so fucking hot I can’t even stand it.

“Give it to me,  it’s mine, all of it, every, last, drop.” She says this shit and I love it, and you are my heart right down to your hands and eyes staring back at me with half my cock in your mouth and I think, it is truly one more picture of beauty you possess.

I do, I always do. I can hide nothing from her, and she is merciless, back arched, feeling like I want to scream or pound something but so good. She drinks me. Like ice cold water. Like soda commercials. Like I matter, I love it. Like I matter. Like I’m pretty, desirable. I love her tongue much. I hold onto the bed frame as she suck my soul out in the sweetest way. She sucks more cum out of me, little drops, I till I can’t do anything and still she just licks my softening cock. Rubs her lips against me. Memorizes me. Yeah like that. I feel memorized. I touch her hair, run my hands through it, touch her skull beneath, feel the heat of her on my fingertips. She rubs her lips across the head of my cock, makes me gasp. I feel her smile against my cockhead.  She rests her chest against my crotch. Her arms propped up. She is godly. Brilliant. Mine. She is so electric to me. Like walking with lightning. That movie star smile into this coy smiling and shy. And radiant. Like sunshine I get to fuck. 

“Good morning Sir.” She , whispers, chuckling. Yes, Morry, I think today is going to be perfect.

And I think, as I often do-

No, I would know you in a thunderstorm, in the dark of night, I would know you at any time, any year. You would have been mine. I would have wanted to be yours. I would have wanted those eyes and that heat for an eternity and more. For this and really so much more. I am yours. Body and soul. Forever. I cherish you. I see you and hear you…Or at least I try very hard. At this current moment you have won this argument, and alas, that is something that I need to take into consideration. You know for the challenges ahead. But I think that later when my team has reorganized and strategized that our argument to my wire might be equally…stimulating.