the words kept singing and she grew tired of my heeding their call and went to bed, angry at me, tired of being ignored

it wasn’t as if i did it on purpose

i just can’t leave something half done

it was half an hour later when i slowly opened the door and crept into bed beside her

some men love lingerie, others love it when their significant other wears nothing

but there is something about a tank top and pajama bottoms that really works for me

so when i slid into bed and wrapped my arm around her, folded myself into her and kissed the back of head, another part of me woke up

a hungry part

usually i cup her breast gently and fall asleep, but i felt her nipple respond to my touch, i could have ignored it, blamed it on the chill in the room

instead i caressed it ever so softly, traced my finger around the hardness of it

without thought my hand drifted ever downward on her body to the loose top of those baggy bottoms

a small and urgent growl escaped my mouth onto the back of her neck as my hand slid in

at first she made no movement, but slowly i felt her writhe against me, and as my finger found that soft little mound at the top, the wetness of her, she gave up all pretenses of sleeping

gentle circles tracing and her hand rested on mine over the pants, her face turned down into the pillow as moans were muffled

she rocked back and forth against and her hand reached back behind to feel how hard i had gotten

she rolled onto her back and the speed of my middle finger increased as she rubbed over my boxers

her lips found mine and we fell into each other’s with an ever growing urgency, breaking only so she could let out a cry of delight as i worked her into a full body shudder

i couldn’t help myself and bit gently at that hard nipple that began this game

again she came, and wiggled those pants off as i lifted her tank top and let my lips explore where my hand had teased

now that my mouth was upon her flesh i could not get enough, her scent and the slight salt of her driving me mad

soon her hands were pushing the top of my head, steering me ever lower until my tongue reached the destination she desired

we danced to a rhythm of need, my tongue and her soft flesh until she grew stiff and small convulsions rippled across her body

she maneuvered me onto my back and straddled my waist and i slid inside of her, we both gasped at the same time as her hands found mine

we rocked together, bodies moving as one, her hands took hold of my shoulders as mine explored her, cupping her breasts, her hips, her ass

she sat upright and i gripped her hips tightly as she ran her hands over the same places mine had searched in a way that embodied lust and want

her eyes closed as she squeezed tighter and tighter upon, rushing us both to a simultaneous symphony of pure ecstacy and she slumped down on my heaving chest and we kissed deeply

she lay her head on my chest, in the crook of my arm, my heartbeat thundering into her ear as we slowly faded into sleep, i bent my head and kissed hers and murmured a wish of sweet dreams

the melody of the words and the scent of her still dancing in my mind as darkness filled the edge of my vision and finally succumbing to sleep, content in our exertions and with a job fully finished

until morning, when the cycle begins anew, one we both look forward to