Morning

He was sound asleep with only a sheet covering him from the waist down. Standing in the doorway she could feel herself getting wet just from the sight of him. She moved to stand near the bed, reached over to slowly pull away the sheet. He stirred, rolled towards her with one arm tossed over the edge of the bed. Lowering herself to the floor, she ran her hand over his arm down to his fingers. Then leaned over and started kissing up his arm. She looked up at him and saw his smile.

“Good morning...” he murmured as he reached for her.

“I think I'm a bit overdressed to join you yet,” she said as she moved back to drop her clothes on the floor.

He had rolled onto his back, watching her undress, waiting. His cock was standing straight up.

“Are you happy to see me?” she purred as she straddled on top of him, slowly burying him deep inside her.

“You always know how I like to wake up.” he said as he pushed his hips up into her.

“Yes I do.” She leaned over the bed and brought up a rope. With a gleam in her eyes, she pulled both of his hands above his head and tied them to the bed frame. Then slowly she started rocking back and forth.