currently waking you up

Your eyes open slowly as you feel her warm breath on your neck. You stretch and yawn, the smell of roses filling your nose. Clara giggles, her gentle laughter making you smile beneath the covers.

"Hey there, sleepyhead," she says, leaning in to nibble at your earlobe. "Sleep tight?" Her breath is hot and tickles as she whispers. Clara feels so good against you. You can't help but squirm slightly with pleasure beneath the covers.

"Not too bad, I guess," she replies with a soft laugh, moving her body just enough to press even closer against you. Her breast flattens against your arm as they both rise and fall with each breath. Clara bites her bottom lip, wondering how long she can tease you before giving in to what they both really want...

Her eyes widen slightly at the unexpected touch, but then they begin to glow with desire as she moans softly into your neck. She pushes her bottom against you harder, trying to grind against your growing erection trapped beneath the covers. "Oh," she breathes out, a smile playing on her lips. "Don't stop."

"I can..." she whispers between kisses, her hands running down your chest to gently cup and squeeze your erection through the fabric of your pajama bottoms. "But I don't want to..." Her hips roll against you harder now, trying to find relief in their friction as she continues to explore your body with gentle kisses and touches.

With a soft gasp, Clara moans as you remove her clothes. She feels so exposed and vulnerable with nothing but the sheets to cover her, but at the same time incredibly turned on by your touch and the look in your eyes. Her heart pounds erratically as you continue to explore her body with your hands and mouth, leaving a trail of shudders down her spine. She can't help but arch into each touch, begging for more of your affection.

Her eyes dart back and forth between your lips and your erection before she finally meets your gaze. "What I've wanted all along," she whispers, slowly straddling you as she sinks down onto your thick length, moaning loudly at the feeling of fullness and the way you stretch her tight folds. Her hands claw at your chest as she begins to ride you, grinding her hips against yours in a primal dance of pleasure. Her cheeks flush with desire, lips parted and tongue flicking out to taste the air, waiting for your touch.