You wake up and smile. You feel Bette’s breath on your bare shoulder. You feel her breast pressed against your back and instantly, you are aroused. You take the hand that is lying over your waist and bring it up to your mouth. You kiss every finger and then you suck on her index finger. You smile when Bette kisses your shoulder.

“Good morning.” Bette says to you.

“Good morning, babe.” You tell her and then lick her finger again. She pulls her hand gently out of your grip and trails it down your neck to your breast, she begins to make circles around your nipple, and after a while, she rolls it between her wet fore finger and her thumb.

“Bette…” You moan, your eyes closed, she moves her body so you can lie on your back. Her hand leaves its place and she climbs on top of you. She leans on one elbow, while her hand strokes across your face and she whispers. “You’re so beautiful.” Then kisses you. She licks her way down and sucks on that spot in your neck, making you groan softly. She lets her hand go down and without warning; she begins to circle your clit. You moan loudly. Her breasts are moving against yours and you are breathing heavy, as is she. She kisses you while she keeps her hand buissy. She lets her middle finger slip down and into you. You gasp and her thumb gazes your clit. Bette is grinding against your thigh and the wetness you feel turns you on even more. She stops kissing you and buries her had in the crook of your neck; you close your eyes and throw your head back.

“I love you.” She whispers against your skin.

“Love you to.” You whisper back and she speeds up her movements. “I gonna…” You utter and then crash over the edge. A few seconds later, your wife follows you.

A few minutes later, she rolls of you and looks you in the eye. “Good morning;” She says once again. And you chuckle. “Morning.” You can kiss her once more before someone knocks on your bedroom door. You two cover your body. “Come in.,” you say. Your 7-year-old son Mason walks in.

“Brianna and I are hungry.” He says.

You smile. “We’ll be there soon, okay? Go watch some cartoons with your sister.” Bette tells him.

“Okay.” He says and walks out.

“Time to get up.” Bette says her voice still husky. You smile and kiss her once again.

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