[ Once he's finished lapping up her juices, he slowly pulls back and wipes at his mouth and chin with his forearm. He chuckles at her comment and presses a reverent kiss against her inner thigh as he slides his way back up her body.

He releases an involuntary groan as his erection brushes against the mattress and then becomes nestled against her sex as he remains on top of her. The only barrier between them being his boxer briefs. ]

I'm not necessarily a morning person either, but you make a delicious breakfast, baby.

[ He quips, pressing a kiss to her chin, before burying his face against the crook of her neck. ]

You still taste amazing, sweetheart.