In the Morning

I awoke the next morning, coming out a deep and refreshing sleep. It had been one of those nights where in the morning, you feel brand new and whole again.

I wasn't alone in my small double bed, and that other person was slowly threading their fingers through my hair. It felt wonderful. I arched my back luxuriously and stretched my toes until they met something warm. The hand around my waist pulled me closer and I opened my eyes, blinking at the bright light.

Bill's grinning face was all I could see. He was right there, smiling at me intently. Before I could move, he pulled me to him so that our torsos were touching, and embraced me. I sighed as he continued to run his hands through my hair and along my naked skin. It felt wonderful to be held like this. I had never felt this complete in my life. I could feel Bill begin to harden against me, and I began to react to his arousal.

Abruptly, Bill was over me and he had his hands positioned on either side of me. I reached for him the same moment he lowered his head, and we kissed in greeting, both remembering the previous night. The kiss began to get heated and I lifted my body to meet his, rolling my hips against him for the feeling. My warm skin was completely covered by Bill's whose was warmer. He slowly parted my thighs and slowly penetrated my sex.

It wasn't like it had been last night. We went unhurriedly; Bill made love to me like I was the most delicate thing in the world. My breaths came in gasps, and I felt the building ecstasy in me. We moved in tandem, and my eyes focused on the sight of Bill's length slowly entering me, to the hilt then retreating. I was making breathy moans combined with inarticulate gasps in between our kisses. I was contoured around Bill, in heaven as he took me to my finish. My hands were everywhere—in his hair, exploring his skin and pressing him closer. I felt so complete when Bill was loving me, like I had been going around my entire life with a critical piece missing, but not knowing it.

We kissed as Bill made love to me; Bill sucked on my tongue and explored my mouth with a leisurely pace, as if we had the rest of time to have together. It was more perfect than anything I had done ever before. Bill would whisper things into my hair as I gasped for breath.

"Mine, you're mine."

"Yes, yes," I chanted, urging him deeper.

He picked up pace, and thrust into me with more vigor than before, which was all I needed. I came with a cry as my back arched off the bed. I flew and was absolutely and completely, forever his. With two final, strokes, Bill came. He pulled himself off of me and rolled, so that I was on top of him. He took my face in his hands, and stared at me wonderingly.

"What am I going to do with you?" He asked rhetorically.

I leaned down and gave him an answer on his lips. He kissed me back, urgently and after a while we stopped for air. Bill continued combing through my hair and I buried down into his arms. I noticed that the light wasn't that bright, new morning color anymore.

"Bill…"

I said softly into his hair. He continued his petting and seemed to know what I was thinking because he sighed and leaned his forehead against mine.

"We at least need to get up, the others, you know. Clothes." I said.

He stilled his movements and I peeled myself away from him, albeit unwillingly. I got up and I flipped my hair out of my face. I bent over, and began rummaging through my drawers for a bra and underwear. I settled for a black set and pulled them on and turned around. Bill hadn't moved a muscle and was still lying there, staring at me lustfully. I felt my legs weaken but I walked over and, straddling him again like I had last night.

I kissed him hungrily, more possessively than I had before. A warm hand cupped my ass and I felt Bill slip a hand under the cotton.

"No, we can't… Bill. What about the others? They'll be awake soon."

Bill groaned and I felt his erection pressing into me again, hardened once more.

"I know…you're just so fucking sexy Gin."

I blushed and leaned down, whispered silkily into his ear,

"You're so hard for me Bill. Do you want your dirty little sister to take care of it for you? Do you want me to suck on your thick cock?"

Bill grew impossibly harder under me and gave a guttural groan of need.

I kissed my way down his chest until I was nestled at his groin. I looked at him from under my lashes before I leaned down. I gave the end a wet kiss and his hips bucked in response. I ran my tongue along his length, before slowly sinking all the way in. He hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed. I started bobbing faster then, sucking on the end and going back down again and again.

Bill's hand was in my hair gripping me to him and begging me for his finish. I could feel his wetness combined with my saliva in my mouth, giving me more lubrication. I flicked my tongue around the tip, swirling the end before I let Bill back in my throat. I reached out a hand for his balls and start playing with them, and Bill bucked into my face again and I know he's close. I still and just give a particularly hard suck. Bill came almost immediately with low groan. Hot, creamy liquid burst into my mouth and I managed to swallow it all. I pulled back, and with a soft plop Bill's cock left my mouth.

I crawled back up his body and settled down next to him.

"We really do need to get up now. Mum and Dad might be home any minute. I'll see you downstairs."

I gave him a quick peck on the lips before climbing over him and off the bed. Bill muttered something, which sounded like he agreed with me, but still didn't move. I grabbed my daisy printed sundress from the back of my desk chair and left the room. As I shut the door, I couldn't help but smile broadly.

I hadn't been planning on writing more, but here it is! I may or may not continue adding to it. I have other stories drifting around my mind, so I may just work on those. Cheers!