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We left the bedroom windows open last night. The crisp, clean air cooling the room was a welcome reason to wrap up in our comforter while Hubs watched the game.

I woke up shivering (way too) early this morning. I got up and closed the window and turned the fan down, but I could not warm up. I slid over closer to Hubs to get some of his heat. I hate waking him in the middle of the night, but I needed him next to me. I pulled the blanket away from his body and a wave of his heat welcomed me as I curled my body up to his.

He jerked awake as my cold body pressed against his warmth. He groaned a bit and rolled towards me.

“Sorry baby. It’s freezing in here”

He kissed my forehead. “I would never deny you…” he said as he pulled me into his arms.

He is always warm…always.

I was surprised at how hard he was as his maleness pressed against my thigh.

He was already drifting back to sleep, but I couldn’t ignore the feel of him against me. i could feel his heart beat pulsing against me through his shaft.

I pulled his hips towards me and pressed my leg against him. I kissed his collar bone and pushed my nose against his skin.

He groaned.

“You’re so hard baby.”

“It happens” his deep, sleepy voice quipped.

I smiled… always the comedian.

“Let me…” my hand slid off his hip and cupped his fullness. His familiar thickness pulsed at my touch. I massage his full balls, feeling the weight of each orb move against my undulating fingers.

His moan, deep in his chest, resonated against my ear. “You don’t have to baby.”

I stroked him and felt his hips press against my hands.

“You need me … I couldn’t sleep with you like this.” I murmured against his neck.

I hooked my leg over his hip and pulled him against me. His thick shaft pressed against my woman hood my wet folds, separating easily, wrapping around his thickness. I could feel my clit grind against him as his hips rolled pushing his body into mine. I arched my hip up just has he pulled back and we groaned in unison as my body welcomed him into me. His fullness slowly pressed deeper into me. Each slow purposeful thrust separating my lips, stretching me around his girth.

His arms encasing me, pulled me against his chest. My breasts flattening against his skin. I kissed his neck and collarbone, blowing softly against the wet skin while he gently thrusts into me. I can feel his fingers, under my hair at the base of my neck, tickling at my hair line.

This is our love. In the quiet of the night, the only sound is the soft rustling of the blanket as his hips press into mine, and our mutual deep breathing as our need for each other heightens. I luxuriate in the feeling of him filling me, pressing almost painfully deep inside me, where only he has been. I can feel him swell. I moan into him and bear down encouraging his release. He’s so deep. I am stretched around him and yet my body tries to pull him in more. He presses in again and I whimper against him.

His breathing deepens, he’s nearly there. I can feel him swelling inside me. I bear down as his hips push into me. My orgasm begins. I feel my body squeezing, milking him as it washes over me. His arms pull me tight, his hips press as his deep groan fills the room. I can feel his thick seed pulsing into my body. I bury my face into his neck as my orgasm causes me to shake. He is still pulsing. I can feel the heat of his essence spreading inside me. His body tensing as he empties himself into me.

He finally relaxes. He continues to swell and pulse inside me. He will for a while yet. There is always so much of him.

I am warm. I am content. I am joined to him fully.