I entered quietly and hung my keys on the coat rack. I slipped off my boots as to not track the mud, grease and soot from the last domestic that had involved a search of the woods for a man with a knife onto the light coloured carpet. The house was pitch dark but I hung up my coat in the front entry...comfortable in the familiar blackness. I silently stole up the stairs and paused to feel for the light. I almost switched it on but didn't want to wake you so I left it off. I continued up the stairs to the bedroom. The house was deathly quiet and the soft light of the moon was filtered gently onto the bed where you lay. I paused again at the doorway. You were a lump under the covers. Your handsome face rested against the pillow and your chest rose slightly with each deep breath.
Not wanting to wake you, I tiptoed across the wine coloured oriental carpet to the dresser and finished undressing. It seemed to take forever as I quietly removed first my badge, my weapon, my knife, and finally both sets of handcuffs. Each item was set down with the utmost care not to clink against the surface of the dresser and wake you from your restful sleep. I considered taking a quick shower before sliding into bed with you but decided against making that type of noise. Besides...a shower might wake me up more and I so wanted to sleep soundly. I crossed around to the other side of the bed and gently lifted the covers to slide underneath. You were laying on your back with one arm above your head and the other resting on your belly. I wanted to wrap my arm across you but didn't. Still not wanting to disturb your slumber.
Instead, I closed my eyes and curled up next to you...my head just barely resting against your side. My knees pulled up and just grazing the side of your thigh. I took a deep breath and drank in your scent and warmth. Now that I had stopped after going for more then 32 hours with barely any sleep or a break, I was hit suddenly by the exhaustion and fatigue that I had been warding off by simply ignoring it's existence. You sighed and mumbled in your sleep and abruptly rolled over leaving your back to me. I decided you were in deep enough sleep that you wouldn't noticed if I snuggled a little closer. I spooned around your warm naked body. Curling my thighs up under your ass. Pressing my breasts to your back. Without even thinking, I kissed the back of your neck. Once. Twice. Then I cautiously ran my fingers up the back of your head. I just loved the way your hair felt under my fingers. So soft. This slow act of embracing you was the last push I needed towards final relaxation and I ran my fingers softly down your side and then over around you in a hug.
And I lay there. My cheek pressed lightly between your shoulder blades. My soft body curled around yours. I felt the tears come and I allowed them to flow because I would not sleep until that final bit of stress had drained from my body. I didn't shake. Or cry out loud. Not even a sniffle. Just lay quietly and leaked tears down your back. Eyes closed tight. My hand returned to your side. And stroked softly. Gently. The slight curve towards your hip. So lovely. You must have woken because your hand stopped mine and pulled it up towards your lips for a soft kiss. I heard your whisper a soft inquiry in the darkness. Had it been a long shift? I didn't answer. Just closed my eyes tighter and nodded against your back. You kissed my fingers again. And then tucked my hand under your cheek. I wiggled even closer to you and could tell you smiled sleepily at the movement.
I pulled my hand from under your cheek and started to caress your chest. Trailing my fingers lazily up and down from your belly button up to your collarbone. Tracing around your nipples and then back again. Each time I went closer to your cock until I had included it in my caresses. It was so soft and warm but each time I brushed against it, it grew a little harder and a little warmer. You still lay with your back to me but I could tell by your breathing that you had not returned to sleep. I continued to stroke up and down your body as I began to place tiny butterfly kisses on the back of your neck and across your shoulders.
Your body was so wonderful and soft and warm. Just being next to it had such a calming affect on me. You rolled onto your back and I moved so that I was able to lie on your shoulder and continue to stroke up and down your body. I stroked your thighs after my fingers ran the length of your penis and around your balls. Your arm was around me and you began to return the caresses. Running your fingers from my elbow to the curve of my shoulder. Up underneath my hair. You caressed my neck and I moaned softly into your shoulder as you did.
I raised my head and started to kiss your lips. Softly. Gently. As I had been stroking you with my fingers. You returned my kisses with a matched passion. I could write a book about the sweetness of your mouth, your lips, and your tongue. If I was crawling in a desert and had the choice between water and just one of your kisses, I would choose the kiss. As always, the feel of your mouth over mine, on mine, inside of mine stirred the other parts of me and I felt tiny tingles run up and down the length of my body. Did you know you could get a tiny orgasm from a kiss??? I can. From yours.
As we continued to kiss, You rolled me over and rested on top of me. My legs spread naturally and you lay on top of me with your hardness pressed between us. Your lips dropped from my mouth and begin to brush along my jaw line and then down my throat. I closed my eyes and arched back as I felt them travel down my neck. Alternating lips and tongue. Soft bites with your teeth. I was starting to go crazy and you could feel my pulse quicken from your attentions.
I started to kiss the top of your head as you kissed across my collarbone and then down to my breasts. My hands roamed your back and kneaded your shoulders as you took a nipple in your mouth. You raised an eyebrow at the sound that I made as you closed your mouth around it and your tongue began to swirl around it. Teeth gently biting. The suction you were creating combined with the sensation of your teeth and tongue was maddening. Your mouth moved to the other nipple and repeated the sequence. I could still feel your hardness against me and I reached down and grasped it firmly in my hand. You exhaled in a rush and this time it was you that closed your eyes. I squeezed again and whispered into your ear how much I needed to feel you inside me right now.
Ever the gentlemen, you obliged by sitting back on your knees between my spread legs. You reached down with your fingers and spread me open gently and then pressed the head of your hard shaft against me. I felt your hands on my hips and then you slide slowly into me. The feeling was exquisite and suddenly all my worries and concerns disappeared. All that mattered was the steady firm stoke of your cock inside me. Your hands on my hips. Your fingers sunk into my flesh. The way your balls brushed against my ass as you fucked me long, hard and slow.
I pushed against each of your stokes and soon we had a rhythm going. We had spoken barely a word and each of us was lost in our own little microcosm of pleasure. You looked to be in your own world as you knelt and thrust between my thighs. I wanted you closer and deeper so I reached up for you and you opened your eyes to see my arms open and lowered your self back onto me. Your lips found mine and as our tongues went to match the timing of our hips. I raised my legs and hooked my ankles around your back in order to pull you deeper into me.
Around this time, I lost all track of where I ended and you began. We were just one slick, hot, wet, pulsing mass. As I moaned into your mouth, you whispered back to me. Between licks and kisses and thrusts and strokes I told you how good you made me feel. And you told me the same. I became aware of my approaching orgasm like it was a wave at the beach. I could feel the swell in the distance. As it grew closer, it grew bigger. I knew I would be unable to escape it crashing down upon me and when it finally did it felt the same. Intense pressure. Roaring in my ears. I couldn't breath. Blackness for just a moment then the feeling of raising back up to the surface as you came deep inside me. I could feel your entire body go tense and you held your breath as you emptied yourself. We lay spent and breathless. I think we feel asleep that way. All I know for sure is that there were no bad dreams that night.
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