My eyes gently blinked open. It was still dark in his room, but I could hear birds outside so I knew the sun would be up soon. Without making much movement, I rolled over slightly and looked back over my shoulder.

My heart melted.

Kane looked so peaceful, fast asleep beside me. Waking up there, next to him, was greater than any dream I’d ever had.

I smiled as I lay there, quietly remembering all the incredible moments from the night before. Kane going down on me in the alley, the naughtiness of being in public adding to the excitement. His sexy white ass flashing me every time he dove through the waves in the moonlight. His cock waving in the air as he teased me and tried to get me to join him in the water. How hard he laughed at my dumb jokes, and how incredibly kind his words to me had been. And, of course, the moment we orgasmed at the exact same time, his cock spilling every last drop into me.

That never happened with Matt. Ever.

I’d convinced myself it was just a myth and actually wasn’t possible. Or at least not physically possible for me. I thought maybe there was just something wrong with me. I always felt that Matt and I had good sex. Turns out, I didn’t even know what good sex was until last night.

And what Kane and I had wasn’t even just sex. It was more than that. It was bigger than that. We’d been far more than just physically connected. Kane startled me when he let out a short snore. I froze. He scratched his face, then rolled over onto his side facing away from me. I kept perfectly still, not wanting to wake him. Minutes later his breathing got deeper again and I knew he had drifted back to sleep.

That was my chance. I very slowly moved my leg out from under the covers and off the side of the bed. As my foot reached for the floor, the rest of me carefully slid off the bed after it. I didn’t breathe for fear of disturbing him. I placed the covers down and tiptoed away from the bed. I was completely naked and felt more beautiful, more sexy and seductive, than I ever had in my life.

As I passed by the armchair in the corner of his room, I picked up my purse and continued to tiptoe my way to his ensuite bathroom. I gently closed the door as far as I could without completely shutting it. I sat down on the toilet and took a moment to look around.

I was impressed with his style. He had a modern look going on, very manly. Very clean lines with lots of solid blacks, grays, and whites. I thought the only thing missing was a nice statement piece of art.

Not only was his style good, but the bathroom was clean. The towels were hung up and he had even left the seat down. I braced myself as I flushed the toilet for fear it would make a lot of noise, but it didn’t. I washed my hands and opened my purse on the counter.

As I got out my makeup bag, I heard him moving around again. I peeked out the crack of the door and watched him roll onto his back. My eyes lit up when I noticed he had a full erection. His massive and very sturdy cock was raising the sheet high off of his body like the pole at the center of a circus tent.

Naughty thoughts raced through my head. I wanted to get my mouth on that dick again, and this time I was going to keep it there until he came. I wanted to taste him. I wanted to swallow him.

This time it would all be about him. I was going to suck on his solid, throbbing cock until I made him cum in my mouth. I wanted to taste his semen. I would get such pleasure from getting him off. I wasn’t going to stop until I finished the job.

I was excited that my chance to make a man cum again was here. I couldn’t wait to have him wake up from the feeling of me taking him deep into my wet, sensual mouth.

I looked in the mirror and wiped the sleep from my eyes. I put on some concealer. My eyeliner had become a bit blotchy so I touched it up and gave my lashes a lift with some mascara. I put some of his toothpaste on my finger and rubbed it around on my teeth and tongue. I rinsed my mouth and then used my wet hands to comb my hair down a bit. Now, looking a little better than I did when I woke up, I quietly pushed the bathroom door back open.

My eyes were locked on his pitched tent as I made my way toward him. I didn’t want him to wake up too soon, so I continued to move quietly. I wanted him to be caught off guard and surprised when he realized what I was doing to him under the covers.

Just as carefully as I got up, I slid back onto the bed. He started to move again and I stopped where I was. He rolled back over onto his side.

He was moving pretty frequently so I decided to lay there quietly and wait for him to turn my way. I wanted to give him the perfect surprise blowjob. I could have gone for it right then but it would have been an awkward angle. I debated reaching over to take his dick in my hands, but decided against it. I wanted the first thing his dick felt to be my wet mouth.

I looked over at him as he slept with his back turned to me. His skin was smooth and perfectly tanned. He was so perfect. My eyes traced along the lines of his beautifully sculpted back, shoulders and arms. His long hair lay in a sexy mess on the pillow. I continued to lay on my back and started to feel sleepy myself. As I waited for him, I could feel the weight of my eyelids as I started to drift in and out sleep.

My thoughts began to blend with my dreams. The sounds of him breathing and the birds outside were soothing. I rolled over on my side with my back to him and got comfortable. At the same time, Kane rolled back over. This time all the way so that he was facing me. I smiled with my eyes still closed when I felt his arm reach out and pull me back, close to him.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly as my body relaxed back into his. Being in his arms like that felt so nice, so perfect, so safe. I felt like I was finally where I was meant to be. Like my whole life had been a journey to this special, beautiful place.

He leaned over and gave me a kiss on the neck and whispered in my ear.

“Good morning, Carolyn.”