Soundly sleeping I hear an intermittent noise, and in my slumber I realize the alarm is sounding. In my state of grogginess, I am reluctant to rise. I navigate the dark space to silence the buzzing and negotiate nine more minutes. The hardwood floors are cool on my bare feet. The house has a chill, fall is in the air. I am too frugal to use the furnace as it is only the first of October, so I anxiously crawl back into bed and pull the covers to my neck. I fumble about under the sheets for her warm body. She is lying on her left side, away from me. I run my hand along her soft profile, feeling the side of her bare breast. My hand traces her ribs, down the valley of her waist and up the curve of her hip. Her shape is beautiful, the essence of a woman. I wiggle my way over and form my body to hers, stealing her warmth, like a thief in the night. She whimpers softly, pushes into me and my breasts press into her back. Wrapping my arm around her, I cup her naked breast. I nuzzle into the nape of her neck and push my face in the loose brunette hair. Breathing slowly, her scent fills me. A scent that sooths and arouses in a single waft. Having contact with her body, my sexual appetite awakens. The softness of her succulent breast is overwhelming and I begin to caress it. Using the tip of my finger, I outline the nipple with small circles. Small ridges rise in the pink flesh, as it shrinks and hardens. I roll my erect reward between my thumb and middle finger, tugging gently. My hips slowly begin to emit tiny thrusts. The alarm clock sounds and I curse the blare. I rip the covers back with haste and stretch to the dresser to stop the noise. I cancel future alerts, as I cannot afford interruption again. I quickly climb under the covers to resume my play. She has rolled onto her back and her nipples are standing at attention in the light of the dawn. I smile greedily and dive to her breasts. My hands surround the firm mounds that are perfectly satisfying. My eager lips devour her nipple and half of the breast. The tenderness feels so wonderful in my mouth. I flip the rigid flesh with my tongue and soft moans escape her. Flattening my tongue, I lap the nipple until her back arches. I move onto the other breast and repeat the pleasure. Her desire becomes so urgent that she forces my shoulders towards her waist. Lustfully, I begin my descent to the mound of my delight. I situate my shoulders between her legs and lower my head. I give gentle teasing kisses on her inner thighs. The region between her legs is so beautiful, the exact reason why artists have painted women for centuries. I take a moment to commit the image to memory. The trimmed dark hair greets me. The lips flawlessly hide the inner pleasure zone. The gentle erotic scent that is forthcoming. I brush my lips with hers. The coarse hair tickles my face. I part her lips with my tongue and wait for a response. She is so willing, it is becoming a fever. Her breath becomes rapid, her chest begins to heave, and she gladly spreads her legs. She looks down at me with her brown eyes that are bright with passion. I brush the top of her swollen clitoris with the tip of my tongue. She calls out and begs for me to satisfy her throbbing flesh. I immerse my entire face into her dampness and coat my cheeks. The taste is amazingly sweet. I try to quench my thirst by swallowing down the juice. There is so much sloppy pleasure to drink. I shake my face and bury myself in the excitement. My blonde locks are soaking with her moisture. I plunge my tongue into her warm tunnel and she squirms with rapturous delight. I thrust in and out to gratify her needs, pushing deeper with each movement. Waves of ecstasy consume her body as she clenches my head between her thighs. Her hips are thrusting so violently, that I clutch her tightly as to not lose pace. It is the ride of a lifetime, as she beats her hips to the mattress. The necessity is too much and she insistently shakes her hips to alleviate the building pressure. The moaning becomes fierce, as she screams in the delight of an orgasm. My head is vibrating fiercely as I live in the moment. Cries of ecstasy fill the room. Several minutes later, she slows and releases me from her thighs. My face is doused in her cum; there is a trail of white, dripping down my chin. We are both drained from the excitement. Staying between her legs, I roll to my side and cuddle her whole leg. I lay my head in her wetness and fall asleep.