Marcus

I'm stirred from my slumber by the insistent beeping of the alarm clock. With a groan, I reach out to silence the intrusive noise, my hand fumbling for the snooze button. Beside me, Melanie stirs, her movements slow and languid as she drifts between the realms of sleep and wakefulness. I hold my breath, trying not to disturb her as I turn off the alarm, my eyes lingering on her peaceful form.

She's lying next to me, her naked body illuminated by the soft morning light filtering through the window. Her cheek rests against my chest, her arm draped possessively across my torso. A smile tugs at the corners of my lips as I reach out to caress her arm, tracing the delicate lines of her skin with my fingertips.

Cupping her cheek gently, I lean down to press a tender kiss to her forehead, savoring the warmth of her skin against my lips. "Wake up, baby," I whisper softly, my voice barely more than a breathless murmur.

Melanie's eyelids flutter open, revealing the sleepy hazel depths of her gaze. My heart skips a beat at the sight of her, the morning light casting a soft glow around her, accentuating her beauty in a way that steals my breath away.

"Good morning," she murmurs, her voice still heavy with sleep as she smiles up at me, her lips curving into a lazy smile.

Returning her smile, I lean in to capture her lips in a gentle kiss, the taste of her still lingering on mine as I pull away. "Good morning," I echo, my own smile mirroring hers as I press my forehead against hers.

Melanie pulls me closer, her arms wrapping around me in a tight embrace. "I can't believe you're here," she whispers.

"Me neither," I admit, my heart swelling with love for this woman who means everything to me. "But unfortunately, I have to go. I have work."

Melanie groans in protest, her fingers tangling in the sheets as she tries to hold onto me. "Fuck," she mutters, her disappointment palpable. "I just want to stay in bed with you all day."

"I want that too," I admit, my voice husky with desire. "But we'll have to wait."

Melanie mumbles something incomprehensible as she sits up, pulling the covers around her chest to shield herself from the morning chill. I watch her, captivated by the way the sunlight dances across her skin, painting her in shades of gold and amber.

Reaching out, I brush a stray lock of hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear with gentle fingers. "I'll be back before you know it," I promise, my voice filled with reassurance.

Melanie smiles at me, her expression soft and affectionate as she shakes her head. "Not back here," she clarifies, her tone gentle but firm. "I'm checking out today."

Surprised by her response, I raise an eyebrow in question. "You are?"

Melanie nods, her gaze steady as she meets my eyes. "It's time for me to go home," she explains.

"I'll be at your apartment as soon as I'm done with work, then," I promise.

A smile tugs at Melanie's lips as she nods in agreement. "I'll be waiting for you," she says, her voice filled with anticipation.

Unable to resist the pull of her lips, I lean in to capture them in a lingering kiss, savoring the taste of her before reluctantly pulling away.

Turning around, I start to dress, my movements slow and deliberate as I steal glances back at Melanie. She's watching me intently, her eyes full of desire and longing that ignites a fire within me.

"Stop that," I say, unable to suppress a smile as I catch her staring at me.

Melanie smirks playfully, her eyes dancing with mischief. "What?" she teases, her voice filled with laughter and affection.

I roll my eyes playfully at Melanie's teasing. "You know what," I say with a smirk.

"I can't," she replies, her tone teasing yet filled with anticipation.

Walking over to where she's still lying in bed, I watch as she drops the sheets, revealing her naked breasts to me. With a primal, guttural growl, I feel a surge of desire coursing through me, compelling me to take action.

Without hesitation, I reach out and pull the rest of the covers off Melanie's body, my hands grazing over her skin as I grab her legs and pull her towards me, positioning her on the edge of the bed. She lets out a surprised yelp as her back meets the mattress, her eyes widening with excitement and anticipation.

Dropping to my knees before her, I bury my face in Melanie's pussy, my tongue eagerly licking her slick slit. The taste of her is intoxicating, driving me wild with desire as I explore every inch of her with fervent enthusiasm.

Melanie's moans fill the room, her back arching instinctively as I continue to lavish attention on her with my tongue. I flick and suck on her clit, savoring every delicious sound that escapes her lips.

Feeling her arousal building, I slide two fingers into Melanie's pussy, eliciting a gasp of pleasure from her lips. Her thighs clench around my head, holding me close as she rides the waves of ecstasy crashing over her.

With a scream of pleasure, Melanie's hips buck against my face, her movements growing more urgent as she grinds her pussy greedily against my tongue. I keep licking, determined to bring her to the peak of pleasure.

As I crook my fingers inside her, searching for that sensitive little spot I know will send her into overdrive, Melanie's cries of pleasure fill the air. With each tantalizing stroke, I feel her arousal building, her body trembling.

Whispering against her clit, I urge Melanie on, my voice husky with desire. "Come for me, beautiful," I murmur, the words a fervent plea as I attach my lips back to her sensitive little nub, sucking and flicking with increasing intensity.

At the same time, I apply pressure to her G-spot with my fingers, seeking to amplify her pleasure and push her over the edge. Melanie's response is immediate and intense.

Instantly, she screams as the waves of pleasure crash over her, her pussy clenching forcefully around my fingers as she succumbs to the ecstasy washing over her. Her back arches, her hands grasping the sheets underneath us as she rides the tumultuous waves of her climax.

As Melanie begins to come down from her orgasm, her hand rests gently over her chest, her breathing ragged and quick from the intensity of her release. I watch her with adoration, marveling at the way her body responds to my touch.

With a lingering desire to please her further, I lean in once more, my tongue tracing a path along her slick slit, eliciting a shiver that courses through her entire body. Satisfied with her response, I smile softly, feeling a sense of fulfillment wash over me.

Gently, I remove Melanie's legs from my shoulders and stand up, taking a moment to admire her flushed and satiated form. Leaning down, I capture her lips in a tender kiss, my tongue stroking hers with a gentle urgency. As I cup one of her breasts, kneading it and pinching her nipple, Melanie responds eagerly, wrapping her legs around my body and pulling me close.

Breaking the kiss with reluctance, I pull back slightly, a playful grin tugging at the corners of my lips. "Hey!" Melanie protests, her tone filled with mock indignation as she sits up, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Where do you think you're going?"

I turn to face her, a soft smile on my lips. "I have to go, baby," I say gently, my voice filled with regret at the thought of leaving her.

Melanie pouts, her bottom lip jutting out in a charming display of disappointment. Unable to resist her, I reach out to stroke her cheek affectionately. "But I promise," I continue, my tone earnest, "I'll keep worshiping your body after work. I'll make you come in every possible way."

A faint blush spreads across Melanie's cheeks, her eyes sparkling with desire as she bites her lower lip in anticipation.

As I slip on my jacket, Melanie gracefully rises from the bed, her naked body a tantalizing sight as she moves towards me with effortless grace. Placing her hands on my chest, she looks deep into my eyes, her gaze filled with a mixture of longing and vulnerability.

"Marcus?" Her voice is soft, barely above a whisper.

I stroke her cheek gently, my other hand resting on her waist as I meet her gaze. "Yeah, baby?" I respond, my heart fluttering at the tenderness in her voice.

"Move in with me," she says, her words hanging in the air like a delicate whisper.

For a moment, I'm lost for words, my jaw going slack as I process what she's just said. Did I hear that right?

"Are you sure?" I manage to ask, my voice barely above a whisper as I search Melanie's eyes for confirmation.

Melanie nods, her expression resolute as she meets my gaze. "I am," she says softly, her voice filled with conviction. "I've never wanted anything else more in my life. I just want to wake up like this every day, with you by my side."

A warm smile spreads across my face at her words, my heart swelling with love for her. Leaning down, I capture her lips in a passionate kiss, my tongue invading her mouth in a fervent display of desire before breaking the kiss.

"Waking up like this every day, that's exactly what I want too," I tell her earnestly, my eyes locked with hers.

Melanie's smile widens, her eyes shining with happiness. "So you'll move in with me?" she asks hopefully.

I laugh softly, a wave of joy washing over me at the thought of sharing every moment with her. "Of course, baby, I will," I reply without hesitation, my heart overflowing with love for her.

Could this get any better?