My Morning Fuck

His hands gently pushed my head deeper into the pillow as he stretched out beside me. His morning wood pressed against my ass cheek, a subtle reminder of the passion we had just shared. As I felt him breathe against my neck, my body tingled with desire. I rolled over slowly, savoring the moment of anticipation. Our eyes locked, and the air around us seemed charged with electricity. Heat flushed through my veins as he traced his fingers down my spine, stopping just above the small of my back. With a fierce intensity, he grasped my hips and pulled me against him, our naked bodies flush from hip to thigh. His morning fuck had ignited a fierce passion within me, and I longed for more. As he slowly thrust against me, the emotional tension built into an almost unbearable crescendo. Our moans of pleasure mingled as we lost ourselves in the passionate embrace.