-Caleb-
I woke slowly, wondering if last night had been a dream. Then I saw Jocelyn, naked, sprawled across my chest, her braid half-undone, breathing deeply in sleep.
“Hey, baby,” I whispered too softly to wake her. She needed her rest.
Her thigh was pressed between mine, rubbing against my already ready d**k. Between morning wood and having this gorgeous creature enveloping my senses, I was harder than I’d ever been in my life. I was so hard it hurt.
Careful not to disturb her, I started giving myself some much-needed relief, fisting my hand up and down my shaft. When she woke up, we’d probably f**k again, but I needed release now.
I bit my lip against any sounds as I imagined it was Jocelyn’s hand stroking my d**k.
Precum began to bead, then trickle down over my fingers as I beat
