His fingers were already resting on her mound, brushing against her labia with feather light touches. Within seconds she was awake, desire tightening her nipples to hard nubs and a pool of molten need gathering between her legs. “Good morning.” She mewled and arched beneath him, stretching her body out in invitation to continue. He flicked his tongue over her nipple again and then lifted his head to smile at her. “Good morning Beautiful. I tried to let you sleep in, but I couldn’t wait any longer to have you.” He leaned over to lave her other breast as his fingers pressed a fraction of an inch deeper into her folds, teasing her. She bucked her hips against his fingers and gasped as his fingers slid deep and then deeper as he entered her with two fingers, his thumb unerringly finding her clitoris and pressing down firmly. He worked her clit mercilessly, his fingers curling inside, finding the sensitive spot on her vaginal wall and caressing her there.
