Saturday morning...

There is a deep, keening need inside him. When he sees her face, her mouth, her tousled hair; when he watches her like this, sleeping peacefully, it is all he can do to keep himself from launching himself at her. He wants to ravish her. He wants to engulf her and feel her engulf him.

He's been awake for nearly an hour now. She's still sleeping and he's been watching her. Just looking; trying to comprehend what it is that makes her the most wonderful woman he knows in the world. Pondering the question of why SHE has chosen him. She's not only chosen him, she makes him feel ten - no five hundred times - the man he used to be with his ex. He sees himself in her eyes now and it is a much more flattering picture. She tackle-hugs him every time he comes home. When she sees him, a huge smile spreads across her face. When he talks she listens and understands and agrees and engages in conversation back with him. When he calls he can hear the delight in her voice that he's on the line. When they go out together she holds his hand. She takes every opportunity, demonstrates in a million little ways every single day, shows in action at all times that she's completed besotted with him.

And the sex...OMG the sex. The soft, sweet, gentle love-making gazing deep into each others'eyes is good, something completely missing in his previous life. However, it's the hard, pounding, animal-noise sex in myriad positions that really gets his motor going. His previous life of straight missionary position is forever banished. She loves getting slammed from behind - HARD. He can yank her hair and pinch her nipples, slap her ass and tie her up - she loves it all. He knows all he has to do is take a nipple in his mouth or cup his hand around her mound and she'll be wet, slick with desire. She has no qualms about sucking his cock, licking his balls or tonguing his asshole. The sensations he's felt with her have catapulted his libido into the stratosphere, creating an awesome, viscious cycle of escalating hedonism.

He's got a raging boner. One of those rock hard morning woods. The kind he knows she loves so much. He watches her eyes move behind her lids. He leans in and smells her - she smells so good he wants to eat her up. She's so soft and smooth he wants to roll his entire body all over her. He wants to thrust his cock into her mouth. He wants to finger her g-spot and watch her writhe.

He settles for beginning with light kisses all over her face. As he moves down her neck with his lips he feels her stir. His heart leaps; he knows she's awake now and their day can start.