Feel like making love...

It's damn near 2am and he's fast asleep. my back is to him and i can feel his warm breath aganist my neck. His arms are around my waist and his hands cup mine. I have been laying here staring into blackness since we turned the lights off 45 minutes ago. I cant seem to drift off and i dont know y. My mind starts to take me places that leave the folds between my legs moist. I try to divert my attention but there is not much to focus on in a black room. I turn over to face him, his breathing shutters a little. i stick my hands down his boxer briefs to arouse him. I can tell by the pants in his breathing that he's beginning to wake up. "What are u doing?" he asks I respond "O nothing." with a sly grin across my face. "Doesn't feel like nothing to me." he says matter of factly. I just giggle a lil and kiss him slow and hard. His kisses taste to sweet, kinda like candied yams with lots of cinnamon, or wht chocolate chips, its just something i cant get enough of. I nudge him over on his back and straddle his waist. i cant seem to part my lips from his, im indulging on his bottom lip as he reaches for my gown that reads "Not Tonight" and attempts to pull it over my head. we have to part momentarily in order to complete this obstical. with my gown off he reaches for my breast with both hands and squeezes them enough to hear me moan. he plays with my nipples with his thumb and forefinger while i grind aganist his waist. In my mind i wonder y he still has on these damn boxers. so in between breaths i ask. His reply is to take them off which i do and i toss them on the floor. His warmth and my warmth egnight a fire only an organism will put out. i ease down on him slowly, this is the part i want to savior. He fills me up. it feels like no spot is left untouched. i begin to grind, slow at first. with each stride i hear myself humm. It's like sitting down at the table for a good home cooked meal and humming as u chew, just mmmm mmmmm good. His hands are holding my ass, so i know when it starts to get good to him because he starts to clinch my cheeks and dig with the tips of his fingers. I hear a rumble come from his chest. and my name escapes his lips. i feel a jolt come from my body as i pick up the pase. His rumbles become deeper and my name louder. This is encouragement for me to continue. I have a goal ahead, a climax to reach and at this point it looks as if we will reach it together. He begins to shake, a tell tell sign that he's almost there. I am too i can feel it. so i keep going. I hear myself yell o shit. as i reach my peak, i dont know where it came from, and i feel him explode inside of me simultaneously

For the rest of the night i lay on his chest. he gets the cover we rocked off the bed and covers us both. i have no problem sleeping now. in the words of Jill Scott im "funky sex happy" and exulted. Good night i say and kiss him one last time to get my suga high.....