Night Shift

It’s still dark outside when she slips into bed next to me and wraps her arms around me. Dawn hasn’t broken yet and she smells like sweat and hard work. Her cheeks are cold from the frosty air on her night shift, my skin is warm under the blankets. I fell asleep thinking of her, all of my senses at once are comforted by her closeness.

“I’ve missed you,” I whisper in the dark. Her mouth finds me and her tongue slides quickly against mine, wet and wanting. She slips her fingers between my legs and she smiles and whispers back “You have missed me.” She fills me up, my wetness gives her all the assurance she needs. I gasp, she doesn’t start slow, she’s been waiting for this, thinking about exactly what her hands wanted from me for the last few dark hours working in the city. I can feel her satisfaction from getting what she wants. I can feel mine too.

Our bodies rock against each other as she fucks me, my orgasm builds and builds until I bite my lip and push against her hand. Wetness and tightness, I pull her close, my mouth wide open, trying desperately not to let these desperate noises escape my lips, trying not to wake the sleeping house, a wave of wetness and a small whimper come out of me. She kisses me hard on the mouth and she pulls me on top of her.

Her pants are barely undone, they’re pulled halfway down, so when I straddle her my throbbing wet clit is pressed against hers. She moans, her eyes roll back a little, she tightens her grip on my hips and I can tell she’s close already. I lift my little silk nightie just a little so she can look down and see how pretty my pussy looks grinding against hers. I grind myself slowly, careful not to get carried away, she likes it steady, slow, sensual. She looks up at me like I’m the prettiest delicate thing she’s ever seen.

When she cums it’s hard and powerful, I move with her until she slows down, her hands on my hips grounding me where I’m needed. We’re both breathing hard, my hand pressed against her chest (I’m always feeling her heartbeat). We hear my neighbour leave for work, it brings us back to the world around us. I get back under the blankets and curl up against her, “You should try and sleep my love,” I say and I feel her body relax a little with her breath.

When I wake up a few hours later the sun is peeking in the window. I slip out from under her arm and pull the curtains shut, careful to close the door all the way so the pup doesn’t sneak in and lick her feet. I can smell her on my hair as it falls in front of my face. I smile and put the kettle on.