I hear the door being shut really gently downstairs, this means he has found the key and let himself in. Very soft footstep coming up the stairs, I turn over so I can see him coming into the bedroom. He walks over to the bed and kisses my cheek so gently, "Hello my baby" he greets me with.

Next he walks over to the far side of the room and takes his t-shirt off, I admire his back, I adore his back. The jeans are off next, discarded on the floor, he slips into bed with me.......as soon as his body touches mine I can feel his arousal already. I love that I can turn him on like that. We are so hungry for each other. Our kisses start soft and gentle but soon they turn to passionately. His mouth devours mine......my mind starts to wander.....will we make love really slow and gently or will it turn wild. Will he start whispering into my ear, all the filth that I love to hear, will his hands turn over my body, with slight force, knowing very well who is in charge. I adore it when I feel the strength in his arms, moving me to exactly where he wants me.



Or will it be so gentle, his hands cradling my face as he enters me, his voice right there above me, looking deep into my eyes, "I love you my Angel", how I adore it when he calls me that.

Before you know it he will lock my wrists in his hands, I melt when he does this and he knows it....he starts to speed up and I can feel my insides starting to stir...What a beautiful way to be woken on a Sunday morning!

Love

His Angel