I walk quietly into the kitchen, eyes bleary with sleep. The kitchen tile cool to my bare toes. The amazing aroma of freshly brewed coffee greeting me. The house is quiet, so very still. I take a deep breath in, a sleepy smiling stealing across my lips. There are only a handful of things that are better than freshly brewed coffee on sleepy mornings.

I step over to the cabinets and pull down a mug. Wandering over to the fridge I pull out the cream. Setting it next to my cup, I reach for the sugar. My mind wandering for a moment, a smile tugging on my sleepy lips. It drifts back to the bedroom where I left you tangled in the sheets, sleeping peacefully. You hate early mornings. I love them. I love the peace and calm. Definite opposites, you and I.

I finish mixing my cup of coffee and step out onto the deck, the cool summer morning air breathing against my skin. I curl up in my usual spot, sitting with my knees tucked up towards my chest, my head resting on the back of the chair. My red plaid shirt riding up to reveal my black lace boy shorts.

I so love not having neighbors. The freedom to do whatever, whenever, and wherever. It has made for some seriously blissful moments! I look out at the horizon, the sun starting to peak over the mountains. The view from the deck is breathtaking. My eyes sliding across the open landscape. The horses lazily grazing in the early morning light. The mist moving across the valley as the day begins.

My eyes sliding shut after I take a sip of my coffee. Totally relaxed and enjoying the peaceful morning. I hear footsteps shuffling in the kitchen. My brow furrowing, puzzled I open my eyes and glance up. My breath catching as my eyes find you.

God. You’re standing there, wrapped in nothing but the white cotton sheet from the bed. Your slight frame drowning in the fabric. Your red curls wild, your green eyes drunk with sleep. The sun sliding up over the mountains, catching your hair, making it shine like fresh spun copper. My eyes gliding over your body as you stand there.

“Morning gorgeous…” you say, your hips swaying with each step you take, as you walk towards me. The sheet moving against your body. Someone could get drunk off watching you. You turn slightly as you get to me, the sheet dipping down around your back, showing off some of your tattoos and some of your glorious curves.

You might be sleepy, but you know exactly what you’re doing. Turning back towards me, our gazes locking. I see a glimmer of playfulness there, right before you drop the sheet. It silently falling to the deck. Oh holy fuck. You are standing there blissfully naked. The early morning sun shining off your amazing body. The sun highlighting every curve, every tattoo, every beautiful inch of you.

Turning to me fully, you lean down, taking my coffee from me before sipping it and setting it down on the table near us.

“Mmmmmmmmm… almost as sweet as you….” you murmur against my lips.

Your lips immediately pressing against mine, hungrily searching for my tongue. One of my hands reaching up to tangle in your hair and the other reaching up to cup your ample breast, moaning against your mouth.

Your one hand reaching down and sliding up my thigh, nails dragging against my skin. Nipping at my lower lip, your teeth grabbing gently and tugging. Trailing kisses down my neck, you pull my feet off the chair and turn me to face you. Slowly unbuttoning my shirt, your lips brush lightly against mine, nipping at my bottom lip again. Trailing a finger from my chin, down between my breasts. Flicking my shirt back, you reveal my breasts, nipples hard in the cool morning air. Your mouth leisurely settling over a nipple, swirling and toying with it. Moaning as your tongue ring brushes against me. I sink my fingers into your hair, my body arching against your mouth. My head falling back as your mouth works its magic on my breasts. Moaning deeply and biting my bottom lip, gasping as your teeth tug on my nipple. Tossing me a steamy look, you kneel between my legs.

“I wanted you this morning, gorgeous…” you say in your sultry voice, as you tug at my panties, pulling them down over my hips, “but you were gone. So, I had to come find you.” Pulling them completely off and tossing them to the side.

Pushing my thighs apart your mouth finds my opening, wet and ready. Hungry for me, your mouth devours me. Settling over my opening, your tongue plunges into me. My hips pushing against you as I give in to the pleasure, to the sensations. Tangling my fingers in your red locks and tugging gently.

I hear you moan against me, making me even hotter. Fuck. Your mouth is amazing. Your tongue sliding up my wet slit, swirling around my clit, making my hips buck against you. Your tongue ring adding to all the sensations. You slide a finger inside of me while your mouth works its magic. My head falling back, feeling your finger moving in me. I moan deeply as you slide a second finger in. Oh God. You find my g-spot. Fuuuuuck……

You pause your onslaught, looking up at me. Flipping your hair in the early morning sun. My eyes meeting yours, sending you a sizzling look. My hands curling into the cushion on either side of me. You throw me a saucy look, and teasingly rub your fingers against my g-spot, making me gasp. Your mouth settling back over my sensitive clit and pushing me closer to the edge. Using your ring to your advantage again as you slide your tongue across me. You know it drives me wild.

My moans getting louder as your tongue swirls and twists. Your fingers moving inside me, rubbing and sliding. My moans echoing in the still morning air. My thighs quivering. My body on the verge of exploding.

You don’t stop. Relentlessly you assault my senses. Your tongue, mouth and fingers taking turns. Driving me crazy first one way, then another. You suck my clit into your hungry mouth, and I’m gone.

My body taut, arching off the back of the chair. My fingers burying themselves in your hair, tugging and pulling you closer. My juices flooding your mouth and your fingers, droplets trailing down your arm as your fingers continue rubbing me, sliding in and out.

My orgasm is not stopping, neither are you. Wave after wave slamming into my body. I beg you to stop, but you don’t. You know I want more, so you give me more. More rubbing, sucking, sliding, nipping… never stopping, never easing up. Another gigantic wave hitting me, as I tremble from the force.

Your movements slowing as the waves begin to die down. Your tongue lightly sliding against my clit, as you ease your fingers out of me, making me shudder. My skin damp in the cool morning air. I groan as one more wave rocks my body, collapsing back on the chair.

Biting your lip, you look up at me. Your head cocked to the side. Your curly hair falling down across your beautiful breasts. Grinning, that sexy impish grin of yours. God… the things you do to me… Reaching up you pull my mouth down to yours. Burying your hands in my hair and pulling. I moan against your hungry mouth.

Ripping my lips from yours, I stand up, pulling you up with me. You small frame fitting perfectly against my much taller one. I reach down, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. Leaning down I pull you against me, my lips brushing lightly against yours.

Threading my fingers through yours I lead you into the kitchen. Turning around I pull you against me, my mouth devouring you hungrily. Lifting you up, you wrap your legs around me. Your arms threading around my neck and your fingers burying in my hair. Moaning against my mouth you pull your body against mine.

Turning, I set your sexy ass on the island. You nip at my bottom lip, pulling back to look at me you raise an eyebrow playfully. Biting your bottom lip, you trail a nail down the side of my neck and down the front of my opened shirt. I shiver, but meet your gaze. My eyes sparkling with desire and mischief. Reaching out I trail a finger down your breast and across your nipple. Your eyelids dropping a notch, sending me a wanton look.

Grinning back at you, I lean down, my mouth finding your nipple. My teeth grazing lightly, your breath catching. Your fingers tangling in my auburn locks, as you arch your back lightly into the sensations. My mouth leaving your lovely breast to trail kisses down across your tummy. Stopping to swirl my tongue around your belly ring. I push your legs open, and you lean back on the island. Your head falling back, copper curls spreading wildly across the counter.

Lightly trailing my fingers down your legs, my mouth impatient to taste you, I lean down to drop kisses along your inner thighs. You’re so wet. Your smell filling my senses, making me feel heady. You’re enough to make anyone drool. I slide my fingers over your wet opening, making your whole body shudder. You moan deeply, and bite your lip. Fucking hell, my mouth needs you now…. like right now.

I want you now, but I take my time. Good things are always worth waiting for. I smile against the soft skin of your thigh, my tongue swirling around, then playfully biting. I hear your sharp intake of breath, the same time I reach out and swirl my finger around your opening. God, you are so wet. You moan again, your body trembling.

“Honey…. please…. I need you…. now…..” you say with a ragged breath.

“I know…. almost….” I murmur against your skin.

I bite and nip my way across your thigh. Watching your body moving as my mouth travels. My fingers skimming across your skin, eliciting another moan from you. I trail my tongue first up one side of your opening, then down the other side. Almost touching, almost giving you what you want, but not quite. I teasingly kiss your clit, my tongue darting out and lightly touching it.

“Fuck… I….” you gasp, you voice trailing off as I settle my mouth over you.

I slide my tongue up the length of your open, drinking you in. I moan against you and wrap my arms around your thighs, pulling you against me. Eating you hungrily. Consuming you. Not able to get enough, I pull your soaking opening harder against my mouth. My tongue swirling, then sliding into you. Your back arching off the counter as I feast on you. Your hands reaching up to bury in my hair, tugging hard. I moan again, getting drunk on you.

My mouth unforgiving as I drink you in. You surround me… smell, touch, taste. Sliding my tongue up I trace a circle around your clit, sucking and swirling. Grabbing at the counter, you call my name loudly. You body beginning to shudder. I can feel you getting close. I know you are almost there, raising the fever pitch of my mouth. My fingers digging into your thighs, holding you captive against my mouth.

I feel your body trembling harder. I feel your muscles clenching as my tongue slides inside of you one last time. Moving up to swirl around your clit, then flicking. You are lost. I settle my mouth over your opening, sucking and licking against you. Your orgasm slamming into you, you cry out and arch off the counter. Intense wave after intense wave flowing through your body. Your juices filling my mouth. My tongue continuing to work your opening as you cum, making sure to strip ever last wave of ecstasy from your writhing body.

I feel your movement slowing. I lighten my touch, my tongue, my mouth. Soothing and calming your body as you finish your climax. You collapse on the counter, your body shuddering with little waves as you come down. A satiated smile on your lips.

“How about some coffee now, beautiful?” I question, trailing my fingers down across the skin of your thighs.

Your heady giggle floating through the air, as your response. I cock my eyebrow and grin. Pulling you up to sit in front of me, your curls tumbling wildly around us. You loop your arms around my neck.

“I think…” you say, trailing a finger across my collarbone, “that coffee can wait. I would rather have you instead.” a sexy smile tugging at the corner of your lips.

Without another word I scoop you up into my arms and head for the bedroom. You laugh, your head thrown back, eyes sparkling.

Who needs coffee, when I can have you?