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Snuggled up in his arms was the best place she could ever imagine being. Poppy slowly awoke, feeling a little groggy, but not enough to dissuade her from what she was about to do. Gliding her hand down Felix’s hard stomach, she took a moment to dabble in the thin trail of hair just below his navel before she continued on to her final destination.
Felix always sported wood first thing in the morning, and it was rare form if she didn’t take full advantage of it. Sliding her palm over the hard, but smooth ski n, Poppy closed her fist around his shaft and gave it a couple of long, measured strokes.
Felix’s arm tightened around her shoulders and he let ou t a small moan of pleasure. Tilting her head back, Poppy watched him through the low light of early morning as he stirred awake. They had been together for more than a year now, and he was still the most handsome man she had ever laid eyes on. She found him especially attractive at this time of day, when he was fresh from sleep, scruffy, and open to suggestion.
Not that she had to persuade him much. Felix was always ready to go.
“Don’t stop what you’re doing,” Felix groaned. Without opening his eyes, he turned his head, slipped his fingers into her hair, and brought her mouth to his. He kissed her slowly, his lips pressing gently against hers. Hitching her leg over his abdomen, she moved to straddle him. Gliding her tongue inside his mouth, Poppy made languid sweeps with hers, deepening their kiss with each dip, until she felt his body tense.
He was so close. Knowing she was affecting him this way made her own body clench with need, and she knew she was wet for him. Taking his hand, she guided him between her legs, so he could feel what he did to her.
His fingers sought her opening, and the moment they dipped inside her channel with no resistance, Felix cursed. “Fuck, baby,” he whispered harshly against her mouth. “You’re always so ready for me.” Dragging his fingers through her cleft, he passed over her clit and circled it a few times, causing her legs to twitch and her back to arch, before pulling away.
Poppy didn’t moan in disappointment, nor did she voice her complaint in any other way. Rather, she intensified their kiss because she knew what was coming next. Felix was rarely able to wait long after he found her body ripe with want of him.
Reaching past her leg, Felix found his throbbing erection and gave it a few pumps before angling toward her. Raising her hips, Poppy’s fingers tightened, gripping the pillow in anticipation. She felt his thick head breach her entrance and they both sighed as she slid her body down to envelop him.
She loved morning sex. Felix was always so hard and thick, his body primed for her s. It was the one moment of each day when they could truly be together without any outside interference. No thoughts of what lie ahead. No responsibilities to tend to… just enjoying each other.
As Poppy began to move, Felix’s hands found her waist and guided her into a rhythm. With each lift of her hips, Felix retracted his hips, and then he slammed up into her as she came back down on him. Poppy watched his face contort in various stages of pleasure, looking for the one that would tell her he was getting close.
It didn’t take long for him to reach his peak.
Lips peeling back, head pressing back into the pillows, Felix hissed in a breath as he squeezed his eyes shut tight. “Fuck, yes, baby. Harder,” he panted. “I love being buried in your tight little pussy.”
Leaning forward, Poppy planted her hands on either side of his head and rolled her hips against his. She gazed down at him as she concentrated on the feel of him slipping in and out of her body, the delicious friction against her swollen clit, the way his hands felt as they dug into her flesh , harder, harder, until it bordered on pain.
When she felt the tingling in the base of her spine, she knew there was no turning
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