My body warm and moist from a steaming shower, I climbed back between the sheets and just lay there. Quiet and still, listening to that special kind of silence that only exists before the sun rises.
My eyes closed and my hands began to wander. Skimming over my throat, between breasts, down belly and to that place that makes me moan. I parted my lips and felt the wetness seep onto my probing fingers. My other hand wandered over my thigh and up a writhing hip, caressing my breast and circling my hard nipple.
Breathing faster now I reach for my favorite toy and press its vibrating hardness onto my softness. I hold it there, letting the pulsing invade me, completely relaxing my body. Fingers running back and forth over breasts, nipples, thighs. I'm throbbing with pleasure now and tease my pussy with the toy. Wanting to cum but not letting myself. Not yet.
And then, its time. My clit and my entire body need release. I arch my back and find that place that gives me the most pleasure. My orgasm encompasses me in a slow steady hard rhythm of ecstasy. Just when I hit a peak, I say his name out loud over and over and my mind rewards me with several more seconds of extreme pleasurable throbbing.
I'm spent and satisfied. I lay there in the afterglow of a phenomenal orgasm and drift in and out of sleep for a bit. As I get up to dress for my day I think I'll make a point of enjoying the mornings like this more often.