Chapter Twelve

     She woke to the sun shining in through the half-moon window.  Sidney’s slow breathing next to her was so soothing, it almost lulled her back to sleep again.  She watched his chest rise and fall slowly. She ran her fingers across his soft skin from his pecs, across his abs, then below the 650 count sheets that the hotel so kindly provided.  He stirred slightly. She waited for him to settle again before she let her lips follow the same trail.   She slowly ducked her head under the sheets and kissed the soft skin over his hips.  She ran her fingertips across his semi-hard cock and heard him moan. She wrapped her lips around its head and it sprang to life. He moaned again and opened his eyes, gasping. She moved down and nestled between his legs. He reached down and pulled her soft hair away and watched her go down on him, his breath quickening.

                “Oh, baby,” he breathed and licked his lips. She hesitated long enough to smile and say “Good Morning” before plunging down on him again.  She loved the way he tasted.  His precum was just a little salty.  His cock felt velvety against her tongue and lips. She felt his ab muscles clench as he sat up just a little.  She slid her tongue up and down his shaft, then sucked, then tongued him again. His hips were thrusting slightly upward every time she went down on him.  He laid back down closing his eyes.

                “Oh, baby, don’t stop,” he exclaimed. She had no intention of stopping. She was enjoying herself too much. His breathing was getting rapid. She sucked harder, moved faster. He moaned, grabbing the side of the bed, all his muscles tightening. One last thrust from his hips and he came for her.  She drank his cum and licked it off him making sure to get every drop.  He grabbed her, pulled her into his chest and kissed her hard.

                “Oh, God, good morning!” he exclaimed. He kissed her neck and down her shoulder and wrapped her in his strong arms. “I need to wake up with you more often.”

                “You wake up with me plenty,” she laughed.

                “Do I?” he asked. “It feels like ages. I’m so glad you came to be with me.”  He kissed her neck again and it sent shivers through her.

                “Well, I could hardly let you roam the streets of Montreal alone.” 
    
She studied his face, his soft hazel eyes were only slightly green this morning. She ran her finger across his dark eyebrow and brushed a lock of ebony hair from his forehead. He closed his eyes as she brought her fingertips across his high cheek bones, down the bit of stubble along his jaw line and fingered the little scar on his chin.  Her hair fell down over him as she reached in to lick his full lips. He parted his for her and gently pulled her closer.  They shared a long deep kiss that left her light-headed as he rolled her over and trapped her beneath him.

                “We’ll have to roam a little later.  I have other plans right now.”