Always Us

6am lectures

Spencer woke up with one thing on his mind.

Football.

Grabbing his phone to check the time, he saw that it was 6:30am. More than enough time to go over a few plays before his first class of the day. But just as he was about to reach over to grab his playbook, a stray hand whacked him upside the head.

Looking over at the only other person in the bed, he watched on with an amused look as his sleepy girlfriend patted her way down his chest, her hand bumping several times against  his pecs before she found her sense of direction.

"Help," she mumbled when her hand got caught in the sheets.

Shaking his head, he moved them out of the way for her.

"Thank you," she hummed, continuing her journey downwards. When she reached her destination, her lips curled into a pout.

"Where is it," she grumbled, finally opening her eyes to look over at Spencer.

"Give it a second," he laughed, rolling onto his side to kiss her good morning.

What started off as soft kisses, quickly grew in intensity, and soon enough, their moans filled the room as their tongues hungrily explored each other.

Needing to feel more of her, he slid one palm down her stomach while his other hand slid into the bird nest that was her hair that morning. The memories from the night before stirred up a deep groan and caused him to press his lips harder against hers.

"That's not what I want," she moaned as he eased two fingers into her warmth. He pumped slowly while her own hand worked dutifully on his length. Even though she just claimed otherwise, she still pushed her hips lowered onto his hand. "I want you inside me," she whimpered, spreading her legs as she tried to control her breathing.

Ignoring her, he continued to stroke into her folds, rotating his fingers until she let out a soft cry in his ear.

"Okay, okay, it's ready," she panted. Not wanting stray too far from her original mission, she pushed him onto his back.

"In a rush today," he mused as she quickly flung the sheets off of their bodies.

"Mhm," she huffed, sliding his boxers the rest of the way down before crawling back up towards his lap. Wrapping her hand around his thick length, she lowered herself onto him, her eyes rolling back as he slowly fill her up.

"Shit," she sighed, slowing rotating her hips as the satisfied whimpers continued to pour from her lips.

Letting her grind her hips into his, his fingers trailed up her bare thighs until he reached the hem of the hoodie that she was wearing.

"Take this off," he groaned, unzipping the jacket and pulling it off as far as he could reach.

Shaking her arms out of the sleeves, she tossed the hoodie onto the ground before planting her palms onto his chest. Her eyes fluttered shut as she focused on the feeling of him moving deep inside her. With the initial rush gone, she wanted to prolong her current blissful state for as long as she could.

Licking his lips, he dug his fingers into the soft flesh of her ass, guiding her as her pelvis rolled sensually against him.

"Touch me," she moaned at the feeling of his thumbs pressing firmly into her hips.