>It's still so early.
>Wallflower blinks at the cable box peaking over the low table that encompasses most of her vision.
>5:30 AM.
>Still so early, but she hasn't felt so rested in a long time.
>The blanket shifts, as well as the warm body pressed against her back.
>She shivers as a hand slowly runs up and down her bare thigh.
>Hot breath tickles her ear.
>"Did we fall asleep?"
>She can feel his drowsy words rumble in his chest, seeming to vibrate through her whole body.
>Delicious...
"Yeah. It's early. We can get some more sleep."
>She doesn't mind staying like this.
>His arm tightens around her waist as she splays her hand across the one traversing her thigh.
>"Are you still tired?"
>She smiles as his fingers open, allowing hers to slip between them.
>Her fingernails graze her soft skin as she clasps his hand.
>A soft smile pulls the corners of her lips up as she feels his strong hand spread across her belly through the soft Angora wool.
>She rocks her hips playfully, the long sweater rucking up against him until nothing separates them but the thin material of his boxers.
"I'm not tired at all..."
>He knew that voice.
>She could hear the sharp intake of breath, feel his fingers clench against her stomach before languidly trailing upward.
>The softness against the back of her thighs jerk and stiffen...
>Their clasped hands found the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down until hot skin met hers.
>His hand left hers, travelling up her side to pull the heavy mass of hair away from her neck, hot lips replacing it.
>She shivered, opening her thighs as she felt his length burrow between them.
>Hips tilted, a light sigh escaped her lips as she felt him, hard and ready against her.
>His fingers dug lightly into her breasts, her own slipping down to slide between her lower lips, thrilling at the slick flesh.
>His hips rocked, shaft sliding back and forth gently through the tunnel of warm flesh her thighs created.

>Her fingers curled to catch the underside of his head, pressing his length against her as he slowly thrusted.
>"R-ready?"
>His unsteady breath against her neck sent shivers down her spine.
>He wanted her.
>Wanted HER.
"Always..."
>Her spine arched as she tilted her hips further, fingers pressing against the bottom of his shaft as she guided him toward her entrance.
>His thrusting slowed as he nudged against it, gentle pressure spreading her moist lips, the gasp he always drew from her lips as he entered her gusting out.
>He didn't need to be gentle.
>She was used to him by now, and so wet he could have buried himself to the hilt with nary a squeak from her.
>But he always was, and she loved and hated him for it.
>Sometimes, like this morning, she wanted it all.
>Couldn't wait for him to fill her to the brim, for him to fill that ache deep inside her.
>Her hips pressed back into his, her hands finding his and bringing them down her body only to slip under her sweater and draw it up with them.
>His own hips retreated toward the back of the couch while his hands laid lines of fire across the skin of her breasts.
>She moaned in frustration as he controlled his entry into her like always, then in delight as his fingers tweaked her pert nipples.
>"Damn... You feel amazing lil' Dahlia. It's so hard to hold back..."
>She squirmed against him, huffing out a strained breath as she gained another inch.
>Her hand slid behind them, fingers digging into his ass as she ineffectually tugged at him.
>Her other hand slipped between her thighs, a lone finger pressing against the underside of his shaft.
"T-then don't. I want you inside me... D-dammit."
>His familiar, infuriating chuckle tickled her ear as he complied, groin smacking against her ass as he buried the ladt of his length inside.
"O-oh, yesssss... Why do you always make me wait for this, dammit?"
>His hips rocked, slewing himself in and out of her sopping tunnel, taking her breath away.

>She felt a nip on her neck, his lips tracing a path upwards before hot breath bathed her ear again.
>A hand left her breast, slipping down to grab her hip as he pulled her into a particularly vigorous thrust.
>"You wouldn't believe how sexy it is when you ask for it. I can barely hold it back when I hear you say it."
>She shivered at the fierce tone in his heated whisper.
>Of course, she knew why he did it.
>She knew why she let him, too.
>The hunger in his tone was like a drug to her.
>Her neck tilted to the side while he leaned over her, catching his flashing eyes before his lips caught hers in a fierce kiss.
>Squirming her hips against him, she moaned into his mouth as the base of his shaft ground into her entrance.
>Letting up after a few heady moments, she let him back out a bare couple inches before his hips rolled, shooting his length deep inside.
>His hips found their rhythm, his short thrusts digging into her walls as she squirmed against him.
>The hand on her hip slipped forward, plunging between her thighs to find the slick nub of flesh he knew was crying out for attention.
>She almost gagged on her own tongue as he found it, hips slamming back into his as wet moans gurgled past her lips.
>He backed his head away, breaking off the kiss and catching her eyes as she took in the fierce grin plastered across his lips.
>"Fuck, I love making you moan lil' Dahlia.You feel so fuckin' good against me. Feel so fuckin' good around my dick..."
>She doesn't disappoint him.
>The steady rise and fall of her moans is beyond her control now.
>The fingers massaging her breast dig in a little harder, her nipple caught between them.
>He knows exactly what to do.
>Exactly where to touch.
>He knows her body so well.
>Knows HER so well.
>She never wants him to forget a single thing.
>All the embarrassing little quirks he's dug out of her.
>Every little secret and shame led to this.
>Lead to these moments they could share.

>Her heady little daydream crashed back to reality as she felt tremors rock her body.
>She was already so deliciously close...
"Just like that. Oooooh, dammit. Make me come..."
>Arcing her back even further, she groaned as he plunged deeper inside, rolling his hips just how she liked it.
>His fingers flashed over her clit, shooting pangs of sensation deep into her core as the waves of pleasure lapped at every inch of her body.
>He had to be close.
>She could feel him tense against her, muscles rigid as his fingers dug into her sensitive flesh.
"Do it. Do it do it do it do it do it..."
>His breath bathed the back of her neck as he groaned, burying himself inside her and thrusting sharply.
>She clawed weakly at her neck as she felt him swell inside her, the beginning of the sequence of events she'd etched on her heart.
>The first molten streams of his release hadn't even bathed her walls before her dam broke, legs rigid as she clamped down on him.
>Her body acted for her, doing everything she would have if she'd had that kind of fine control.
>If she'd had any control at all.
>She surrendered herself to him, to his arms as they wrapped around her, to the throbbing shaft buried deep inside her.
>"Nnngh! O-oh damn. Oh fuck yeah..."
>Spurt after spurt of his seed crashed into her, so hot and thick and satisfying...
>Her hands clasped over her clenching belly as the familiar feeling of fullness muddled the last eddies of her orgasm.
>They slid up her body, over his arms clasped around her middle, cupping her breasts before she threw them over her head and practically crashed back against him.
"Mmmmngg... S-so damn good. So DAMN good. A-amazing."
>Pressing herself back into his embrace, she felt him slip partially out of her as the angle of her hips lessened.
>She knew he'd stay hard for a minute or two yet, but she could already feel his essence slipping around their joined sexes to slither down her thigh.
>"Fun way to get up in the morning."

>She could hear his grin, hear the breathless euphoria they shared, and sighed in contentment.
>Her arms settled over his, grabbing one of his hands in hers as the other trailed languidly up and down her side.
>Even this simple touch sent shivers up her spine, and the lips again setting fire to her neck didn't help.
"Don't start something you can't finish..."
>The sharp nip on her neck and lusty growl were his only reply, but it was all she needed.
>Her mouth twisted into a grin as she felt him shift behind her, pulling her over him as he laid back, shoulders resting against the arm of the couch.
>A bit of squirming and a pair of steadying hands later, she was straddling him.
>Her arms went over her head as he pulled her sweater up and off, licking his lips absently as his eyes roved over her body.
>She couldn't keep the grin off her face, just like he couldn't hide the appreciation as he eyed her up.
>Even if he could, his body betrayed him every time.
>She felt his excitement growing and crossed her arms under her breasts, turning slightly to the side and raising an eyebrow.
>Half-lidded eyes met hers as his hand lifted up, whispering promises she knew he'd keep.
>They'd go slower this time.
>Last longer.
>Draw it out and forget what time it was and why it mattered. 
>Wallflower breathed out a contented sigh as she set about making him forget about anything but the girl in his arms, the only way she ever wanted to.