Good morning, baby. Come here. No.
That's it. Honestly. You're gonna fall asleep.
You'd better wake up. That's it. Come on, baby.
Come here. Just rest your head on my chest. Right there.
How'd you sleep? I want you to get more sleep, too. But the sun is awake.
So I'm awake. Oh, yeah. I didn't use that on purpose.
I can't help it. I get to fall asleep next to a beautiful woman. My gorgeous girl.
And she's the first thing I see when I wake up the next day. That's a blessing. That is something I didn't know I desperately needed until I had it.
I will charm you. And I will compliment you as much as I need to to get that specific smile on your face. I don't need to see it to know which one it is.
It's the way you bury your head in my chest after I say something that lets me know that that is exactly what it is. You're so cute. God, you're so precious to me.
It's mornings like these when we wake up and have a chance to take it slow together. When maybe the rest of the world has gotten started but we've had a chance to linger and rest. To reach for each other.
To let my hand run down your curves. To trace up your arm and around your back and up again. Those are my favorite.
I could spend every day for the rest of our lives waking up with you like that. I could spend every day complimenting you until you're red and blushing and you look at me like that. Exactly.
Just to know that it gives you so much peace. To emphasize how honored I am that you let me be in this position with you. If we had every morning to be exactly the way that we wanted it to, I would wake you up with little sincere kisses.
These little pecks, just these. From the top of your head and down your forehead. To the bridge of your nose.
To both of these beautiful cheeks of yours. And then those lips. Just to let you know how utterly irresistible you are to me.
In fact, oh no, we've got time. We've got plenty of time. You believe me.
I'm just gonna settle my weight gently on top of you like this so I can get a good look at you. Every once in a while, all I want to do is adore you. I want to kiss your face to wake you up.
And trail down this lovely neck of yours. And down your chest. Make a little stop at both of these nipples.
And travel all the way down your belly until I'm right at the glistening core of your pussy. And then I just want to. ..
You're turning red. You like that idea? I would be more than happy to show you what I'm talking about.
Maybe, maybe I went to bed thinking about this being the way that I could wake you up. However, I would like to add the disclaimer that I frequently think about waking you up like this. I do.
Because you deserve it. You deserve someone so enamored with you. ..
That they will want to spend an entire morning worshiping you. Validating you. Leaving kisses and affection and love whispered all across your skin.
So that as you go through the day, you wear it like a shield. Added protection for you, my darling. Not that you need it.
You are plenty strong. But you receive it. For I am but.
.. A humble human. Appreciative of a goddess who stepped into my life.
With her radiance. Her affection. Her kindness.
Tenacity. That you would allow me. ..
I just love you. And we don't always have slow mornings where I can take advantage of an opportunity to show you how much I love you. And since we've got time.
.. I figured it wouldn't be too terrible a thing if I were maybe to show you now. Because I want to show you now.
I want to taste you. I want to wrung my tongue along your folds and gather the very essence of you. I want to kiss your thighs.
And have you watch me the moment I dip your head and take your clit into my mouth. And I want to make you tremble and squirm and reach for my hair and hold onto it tightly. And grasp it even further when I oh so slowly slip a finger inside of you.
And feel how warm you are. How wet and ready. Feel your back arch and bring your pussy closer to my mouth.
While I drag my finger in and out. In and out. And when you beg me I'll bring another.
And I'll have two moving smoothly and gentle inside of you. While I love on your clit over and over. And whisper to you how beautiful you are.
How much I hold dearly your permission to be the one to make you feel like that. To be able to whisper into your skin on every breath, I love you. I love you so much.
You are my everything. You are the calm in the storm of life for me. And who am I to not show fealty to that whom I've been blessed.
You deserve that every morning. And all you'd have to do my love is say the word and I will give it to you. As long as you want.
As long as you need. And after I will always hold you. I will always bring you close and cover you.
And shelter you within my arms and my love. And tell you how good you are. How you did everything perfect.
And how it heals my soul to see you in the throes of pleasure. That you feel so vulnerable and safe with me. That you would grant me the enormity of this gift.
Don't cry. I didn't mean to make you cry. I'm sorry.
They're happy tears. Okay, good. I guess I get a little poetic in the morning.
I don't ever mean to make you self-conscious. And I never mean for you to doubt me. Or what I feel for you.
Sometimes I get a little overwhelmed with the desire to show you how much I care. To do all the things that I just said. And I guess in a way I still get self-conscious.
Not because of anything you've said to me before, but just that I. .. I don't want to overdo it.
Not possible. You can say not possible, judging from the way your hips have been very slowly and eagerly grinding into me. I know where you are right now.
And you can think that right now and that's perfectly fine. And I swear I'll yell you out in a minute. But I'm going to remember that the next time you barely get any sleep.
Pick your battles. I will. I promise.
I'm not going to do that to you. This is my solemn vow. I'm not going to do that to you.
I will make sure it's these wonderful, slow, lazy mornings. And that we have gotten plenty of sleep the night before. So that you are in the right place and the right mind to be woken up with me.
Having a hand under your shirt and tracing your belly. And maybe having leaned in and kissing you on your neck. Oh, you're so soft.
I could never get enough of your curves. I think if you're okay with it, I'm going to worship you now. Yes, please.
Oh, what a good girl. And being so polite. You've got it, baby.
Let's get this shirt off of you. I'm going to play with these nipples for a little bit. That's it, baby.
Grind those hips right into me. I promise I'll get there. Oh, girl.
Halfway. Your nipples harden in my mouth. I'm going to play with the other one.
Mmm. She likes that, doesn't she? I like it too.
I love making my favorite girl feel desired. And safe. And wanted.
Mmm. Oh, these curves. A way that I could run my fingers forever.