I wake up in the middle of the night, or not quite, I’m sleepy. It woke me up to feel you moving nearby. It’s the first time we’ve been together, maybe the last. You approach me from behind, your leg brushes against me, I hear your breathing, intense. I don’t move, I want to see what you do next. You move closer, I feel you between my thighs, hard. You gently put your hand on my hip and slowly move down, and stop. I don’t move. A few seconds later I arch forward, I press the curve of my ass against you, and I stay there. I know how you like my curves, from behind…, and the line of my thighs. You dare not wake me… I lie on my back in the dark ─ you on my right ─ with my legs spread and my knees in the air in the semi-darkness of the room. You slide your hand over my belly, warm, powerful, with those long fingers with well shaped fingers. After a few seconds I turn to you, eyes closed. You are in front of my face, I open my eyes and there you are. I smile as if asleep. You slip your arm behind my back and pull me in, you kiss me, I run my hand down your arm ─ how many times I’ve wanted to do that ─ now down your back. Keep going, your mouth is the best. I touch you, you touch me, we’re all over each other. You’ve been gentle, you’ve been slow and easy. Now do what you want, how you want, hard, I won’t break ─ I whisper to you. You get between the sheets, you’re between my breasts.