I ran my lightly hands down his body, over his chest, his tummy. "Ready for your wake up call, baby?" My hands stopped as his waist as I settled myself over his legs, and looked up at him, still partially asleep.
I leaned over him, blowing gently on him, then taking his dick in my mouth, teasing the smooth tip with my tongue.
"Good God!" Nick yelled as his eyes flew open, and his hands automatically went to my head.
I took my mouth off him just long enough to ask, "You wanna see God?"
"I wanna see anything you wanna show me." he gasped.
"How does heaven sound?" I asked teasingly.
The only reply I got was the sound of a sharp intake of air, as I deep throated him. I sucked, licked and teased his cock as my fingers gently massaged his balls.
When I knew he wasn't going to last much longer, I released him from my lips and slid my body up his, until his dick was imprisoned between my thighs.
Nick reached between my legs and placed the tip of his dick just inside my pussy, then I slowly sank down on him.
His hands rested on my waist as I began rotating hips, grinding against him. His hands wandered down to my clit and he started to rub his fingers over it, quickly making me cry out for him.
He lifted his hips, thrusting up into me as I came down on him. The intense meshing of our flesh proved to be too much for us to hold off very long. With a moan, Nick came hard. I could feel him explode and begged him to keep it up for just a little longer. His hands quickly slid up my body, tweaking my nipples, exactly the way he knew I liked and in no time, I was shaking and yelling his name. As the tremors ended, I fell forward onto his chest. "Good morning, love."
"Yeah, it's gonna be a good day." he replied, stroking my hair.
We lay there for a little while before Nick crawled out of bed, wound up and ready for anything. I stayed curled up, half napping on the bed, worn out from my morning already.
Nick went downstairs to the kitchen, saying that he'd make breakfast for us, and serve me breakfast in bed. I said that sounded great and just stayed in bed for all of two minutes before I missed him and got up. I put on a black sheer nightie and g-string undies to surprise Nick and headed downstairs.
He had just set up a tray with cappucino, strawberries and whipped cream, and english muffins, and was picking up the tray to bring it upstairs to me when I appeared in the kitchen.
"Baby, that is so sweet!" I exclaimed when I saw the tray, and I threw my arms around him. Nick looked like he forgot that he had even done anything. He just stared at me, his eyes wide, and arousal evident.
He set the tray down, grabbed me, and pulled me to him. "Mmmmm, you look good enough to eat." he whispered as his tongue ran along my earlobe.
I stepped away from him. My hands went to my hips and I slid my panties off, threw them at Nick and seductively said, "Then why don't you?"
It didn't take Nick even a full second to pick me up and lay me back onto the table. He pushed the nightie up over my breasts as his hands ran over my whole body quickly, like he couldn't touch all of me fast enough. He began kissing my stomach, down my thighs, spreading my knees apart. He slowly circled his tongue over my clit lightly once before backing away.
"Nick!" I screamed, "Where the hell are you going?" I was panting and dripping wet, and he was backing away???
"Just hold on a sec. Now it's you turn to see heaven." Nick went to the counter where the tray was, and grabbed the bowl containing the strawberries and whipped cream.
He smiled at me, kissed me hard and then turned his attention back to my lower body. He stuck his fingers into the bowl, scooping out thick sticky-sweet strawberry goo and whipped cream. He spread it slowly over my pussy, and I squirmed as I felt some of the cold mixture leak inside me.
I moaned as I felt his lips kissing me, then his tongue taking slow strokes across me.
"And I thought you couldn't taste any better..." he said before plunging his tongue into my strawberry coated pussy. He tickled my clit with his tongue, then pushed it back inside me, in and out, flicking and teasing. My hands went to the edges of the table, grasping it, white-knuckled. When I couldn't take it anymore, I clawed at his head, bringing him up to me.
He kissed me, transferring the strawberry/whipped cream/me stickiness to my lips and tongue.
I didn't have to tell him what I wanted, he immediately thrust himself deep into me. I wrapped my legs around him, locking my ankles together behind him, and pulling him to me.
Nick struggled against the grip my legs had on him to pull out enough to thrust back into me. A few wild movements later, his climax hit him hard, followed almost immediately by me. I was writhing around underneath his body, shaking us both.
He slid off me, and back onto the floor. "God this is going to be a great day."
I lay on the table, barely able to move, and asked him, "So, how was breakfast?"
"Never had anything better, baby." He replied, pulling me off the table and onto a chair as he set the cappucino and muffins in front of me. "Sorry if it's a little cold."
"I don't mind at all" I replied, smiling at him.
