I feel warm breath on my neck as rough hands snake over my slightly, swollen stomach and it awakens me from a deep, peaceful slumber.
‘Danny…’ I groan, restless. A smile pulls at my lips as I grab his hands that lay on my belly. I keep my eyes closed not wanting to interact with any type of light that peaks through his curtains.
‘Hmm?’ He hums, pulling my loose baby doll sleepwear upwards. His fingers slither in between my underwear and he pulls it aside.
‘You’re not going to let me sleep, are you?’ I rasp, sleepiness laced in my tone.
A low, deep, sexy laugh reverberates in his chest. I grip my pillow with my hands as he pulls my ass to his groin.
“You deserve to be worshipped every second of the day little Angel and I’m going to do just that for the rest of my life.” Danny trails kisses in my hair down to my shoulder.
Heat breaks through my cheeks and I smile.
Danny’s adapting to vanilla sex very well, in such a short amount of time.
‘What time is it?’ I groan.
‘Five in the morning.’
‘Why are you awake?’ I feel the tip of his hard, thick length at my entrance and a breath escapes my lungs that are burning with passion.
‘I’m always awake at this time.’ He palms my ass, squeezing it gently, gripping me and he slowly pushes into me. I’m on my side and I moan, a breath escapes me and I bite my lip from the pleasure. I think Good Morning sex is my new favorite thing…
His thrusts are slow and deep and he keeps a steady pace while he buries himself inside of me. His grunt’s reverberating in my ear as he’s glued his face onto my cheek, as he moves inside me. His facial hair collides with my skin and it pricks my skin softly. I lick my lips.
He moves his hand to my breasts, giving them a gentle squeeze and a squeak of pleasure escapes me. Danny licks my cheek with his tongue, starting from my jawline up to my cheekbone, as his thrusts speed up.
“You’re mine and I am yours, forever.”
My brows bend inward, amused at his confession, does he truly mean that? Did I hear him right? The man that promised me he would never commit to any woman?
My heart palpitates as I imagine myself wearing a diamond ring on my finger and I’m breathing heavily. I can feel my orgasm about to obliterate me and Danny senses it. He starts toying with my clit and my feet curl from the intense, dark euphoric paradise that is my life when I’m around him.
I’m moaning uncontrollably, gripping his hand tighter and my sounds come out breathy and high-pitched.
‘Say it.’ He repeats into my ear, his tone threatening me. He stops circling my clit and I’m breaking, already aching from his touch.
‘I’m yours forever. I will always be yours.’ I rasp, I reach over to his face and brush my fingers through his hair behind me.
His teeth sink into my shoulder gently, enough for it to send shocks all over my body and I love it. He’s continues to thrust inside of me, gently, slowly, going deeper and deeper.
He palms my pussy and I’m riding out my orgasm. He picks up his pace faster and then he holds onto my neck, as he finishes inside of me.
We’re both catching our breaths as he kisses my shoulder.
Yup. Good Morning sex is my new favorite way to wake up.
In the morning, I awake to birds chirping outside of Danny’s window. I shift in my sleep expecting to be embraced in his arms and yet again, I’m met with an empty side of the bed. I flutter my eyes open and they feel absolutely heavy and swollen from crying last night. I fell back to sleep after morning sex.
After a few blinks, I find a small amount of sunlight peeking through the curtains. My phone vibrates signaling a text message.
MA:
Ari. Come home this morning. I have a surprise for you. A gift for the baby.
Right above her text, is a missed notification from Danny.
DANNY:
I’m sorry for leaving this morning. I’m on base. I got called into work unexpectedly. The team just got the heads up we might be leaving again. I’ll let you know more details when I get home, shouldn’t be long.
I’m taken aback by his work schedule. Another deployment? I know he said that he’s always gone but I thought he would at least have a few months at home before he would leave again.
I’m halfway through my pregnancy, would he really miss the birth?
Or would he get back in time?
It’s eight in the morning and my hormones get the best of me. All I want to do is cuddle into the bed sheets and fall back to sleep. After last night’s confessions, I have high hopes that Danny will start to rise above the alcohol addiction and let go of the horrible guilt that consumes him.
I stretch my legs, a yawn escaping my mouth. I start to get myself dressed in the maternity clothes I recently got. A pink blouse that hugs my small bump and jeans that are loose around the waist. I’m excited to see what she gifted the baby. A crochet gift is the first thing that pops into my head. My mother’s really into crocheting so I imagine it’s a blanket or beanie.
I text my mom back that I’m on my way. Then I respond to Danny.
Good morning baby, I’m going to be at my moms’ for the day.
It’s the first time I’m calling him baby.
