“Morning,” he rumbled, and leaned in for a kiss.
How anyone could taste good immediately after waking up was a mystery to her, but Ty managed it somehow. She leaned forward, drinking him in, as his hand drifted around to her front, exploring the curls between her legs. She parted her knees, letting him in.
“Oh,” he said softly, as he found her clit. “You’re already wet.”
“I woke up with you,” she murmured, smiling against his mouth. “Besides, you’re a little interested yourself, I see.” She nudged her hip against his cock, which was half-hard and growing.
“Guilty,” he said. His fingers traced over her clit, rubbing softly, and Misty moaned, pushing her hips forward.
“Come on,” she said, wanting him inside her.
“I don’t know.” Ty grinned. “Maybe I should take a little more time to be sure that you’re ready—”
He cut off, laughing, as Misty pushed him over onto his back.
“Or now,” he said, grinning up at her. “Now works.”
“Glad to hear it,” she said, already reaching down to guide him inside her. “Oh—oh, yes—”
This angle, Misty quickly discovered, was a different kind of intense. As she sank down onto him, she could swear that she was taking him in deeper than she ever had before. His cock pressed against different spots, and when she shifted her hips, she saw stars.
Ty groaned, reaching up to grab her hips. “I love seeing you above me like this,” he said breathlessly. “With the light behind you—you look like a goddess.” Then he grinned. “A really sexy goddess.”
Misty half-laughed, half gasped, and started to move.
Being in control of everything was another new experience with Ty, and she found she loved it just as much as the other way around—she got to watch Ty’s chest heave with his indrawn breaths, feel his hips surge beneath her, his hands clench, as she moved over him.
And the way she felt, with his eyes devouring her, moving exactly as she pleased to get as much pleasure as she could—
Misty had never thought of herself as a sensual person, much less a sexual one. But right now, she felt earthy and sexy and hot, and it was as wonderful as it was astonishing.
She shifted her hips, getting his cock right up against the best spots inside, her, and picked up the pace as the pleasure built. Ty was thrusting up to meet her, now, and he moved one of his hands to touch where they were joined, finding her clit again and pressing hard against it.
Misty came in a wrenching rush of pleasure, a shriek escaping her as she climaxed around Ty’s cock, her hips jerking wildly. Ty’s eyes fell shut as she clamped down on him, the waves of orgasm clenching her so tight around him she thought she might pass out from how intense it felt.
He pulled her hips down to him as his own climax hit, pulsing inside her. Misty shuddered softly, loving how he felt as he came.
She held herself up with great effort until he relaxed, and then let herself collapsed on top of him, panting. “Wow,” she sighed.
“Wow,” he agreed. “We’re doing that again.”
“I think I’m a little tired for it right now.”
She couldn’t see his grin, but she could feel it against her temple. “I’ll let you have a snack and a rest, how about that.”
Her own grin threatened to take over her face. “I guess if you’re going to be that generous.”
“Mmm, here,” and he rolled them so he could get out from under her. He kissed her softly and disengaged. “Right back.”
Misty couldn’t quite summon the energy to ask him where on earth he could be going, when obviously the best place to be was right here in bed, catching a quick post-wakeup nap.
She dozed for a few minutes, or maybe a little longer than a few minutes, and then woke up again to the most delicious smells she could remember.
Her stomach growled, reminding her that she’d had some serious exercise this morning, but no sustenance so far.
She sat up in bed just as Ty came in, carrying a tray.
Misty stared. “I didn’t know I had that.”