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Eric Madsen, 25

As soon as its cry pierced the sound of rain on the window, Eric slapped his alarm off. He pulled the covers off, careful not to disturb his girlfriend who lay curled beside him. He groaned at the thought of spending another day at the office, and having to get through this storm, now in its third day, to get there. He took three steps, sighed, and turned. He could see the outline of his lover moving just slightly under the covers, the way she always did when waking up. Crawling back under the covers, he wrapped an arm around his partner's slender waist.

"I think I have better things to do," he whispered.
 
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Olivia Turner, 23

Slowly climbing out of a deep sleep due to the screeching alarm clock, Olivia attempted with every ounce in her to ignore it and fall back into her peaceful slumber. Although, the rustling of her boyfriend climbing out of bed, coupled with the sounds of the rain splashing against the window prevented her from doing so. Ever so slightly, the brunette adjusted herself beneath the covers, trying, once again, to get comfortable, but with little success. Opening her eyes just the slightest bit, Olivia could see the faint silhouette of Eric crawling back into bed, his arm soon finding it's way across her waist. She was about to question him about not leaving for work, but his very words answered her question. She smiled softly in the dark, knowing that he would be unable to see it, but it was clearly evident in her voice.

"Oh, is that so?"
 
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Eric's sigh turned into a gentle laugh. "Yeah, I can." His hand continued down, settling low on her stomach. His other hand traced her spine through her soft pajamas. "Can't you?" His lips grazed her ear.
 
Olivia allowed her eyes to drift shut as she relaxed at the feeling of his fingers lingering along her spine. When his lips brushed ever so slightly against her ear with each word he spoke, her lips curled into an angelic smile. "Mhmmm.." Olivia hummed, letting out a slow, relaxed breath.
 
"Glad you agree," Eric whispered, holding his lips on her neck so she could feel his smile. His finger finished the trail down her spine, and now it met with the hem of her pajama bottoms. He traced the curve of her hip, so that both of his arms wrapped around her, and pulled her close. "Now, what do you suppose we might do on a cold, damp day like today?" The tips of his fingers slid ever so slightly under the hem of those soft pajamas.
 
Olivia could feel his smile against her flesh, sending a faint shiver down her spine. As his fingertips continued to wander along the contours of her body, she listened carefully to his words, sleepily responding to them, her voice hushed.

"Mmm, anything you would like to do baby."
 
The words excited him, and it began to show, under his pajamas. His hand slid further down into her pajama pants. "Anything, huh? Well, how about we just keep each other warm for a little while?" He slid closer, his body (including his growing manhood) resting firmly along Olivia's. "Are you warm enough, babe?"
 
As Eric inched himself closer to her, Olivia could feel her every curve form to his own, the unexpected slight bulge in his pajama pants apparent against her inner thigh. The corner of her lips pulled into a slight smirk as she lifted a hand to sweep his tousled hair away from his face.

"I suppose so, but I could still be a bit warmer."
 
"Yeah?" he returned the smirk. Out the window, he could see the sky lightening from black to a dark blue. "Anywhere in particular you could be warmer? Maybe here?" His arm moved up under her nightshirt, to cup her breast. "Or maybe..." His hand slid lower under her pajamas, until it gently rested against Olivia's (quite warm) pussy. "Here?"
 
Olivia hummed pleasurably as his hands roamed her most sensitive areas. Nodding her head ever so slightly, she closed her eyes once again, enjoying his gentle touch.
"Either works just fine." She whispered to Eric in a low, seductive voice, her fingertips tracing along his jawline and down the side of his neck.
 
"Well then," said Eric, continuing to whisper, "I'll do what I can to help."

His chest pressed against her back, Eric gently caressed Olivia's breast. His fingers cupped gently against the folds of her pussy. He gave a gentle sigh at the feel of her fingers on his skin.
 
Olivia trailed her hand down his arm that was wrapped around her waist, his hand beneath the waistband of her pajama bottoms. As his fingers began to work at her sensitive areas, she exhaled heavily, starting to feel more aroused as his touch lingered on. She tilted her head back to linger against Eric's shoulder, her eyes drifting shut and her lips parted.
 
Eric continued his motions, knowing from Olivia's reaction she enjoyed it. Still, he asked anyway, wanting to hear her response. "That feel ok, babe?"

His legs parted, making room for his growing erection. The leg which lay on top moved toward Olivia, wrapping gently against hers, positioning his member against the gentle slope of her ass.
 
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"Ohh, yes." Olivia whispered through her parted lips. As she felt his erection pressing against her backside, the brunette pressed her ass back against it, reveling in the arousal that flowed through her veins. She rubbed her hand slowly along Eric's arm, encouraging him to continue on.
 
Eric nuzzled against his lover as she pressed herself against him. His hand roamed her body, under the clothes which now seemed to get in the way. As best he could with his one free arm, Eric slowly pulled Olivia's shirt toward her head. "I promise to keep you warm without it," he smiled.
 
Olivia assisted Eric in removing her shirt, as she shrugged her shoulders, watching him toss it aside. "Mmm.. I'm holding you to that." She shivered slightly following her words as the cold air hit her bare torso. She released her grip on her boyfriend's arm just before reaching behind her to slip her hand's into his messy hair.
 
"A promise is a promise," Eric placed his warm lips on Olivia's neck, kissing her deeply. His hand continued its exploration of the folds of Olivia's sex, while the other wrapped strongly around her, holding her tight to him, their heat shared.

Eric felt the growth in his pants press harder against them. "Think I could get a little help in that department?" he said, smiling as he looked down.
 
Olivia adjusted herself slightly to face Eric, so that she was able to reach the waistband of his pajama pants. Tauntingly, she slipped her fingers beneath the elastic, a silent answer to his question as she continued lower until she reach the base of his cock, her thumb and fore finger wrapping gently around it. She made eye contact with Eric, thanks to the dim light from the sun rising just outside the window as she slid her fingers from the base to the tip of his member, then back again.
 
Eric sighed with delight as Olivia removed his pajama bottoms, then drew in a breath with the feeling of her warm hand on his cock, a smile coming across his face in the dim light. His lips found hers, making gentle contact.
 
Olivia carefully wrapped her hand around Eric's shaft, feeling him grow harder and harder within the palm of her hand. His lips falling ever so lightly against hers caused her to shiver slightly, her hand continuing to slowly and tauntingly pump along his cock.
 
Eric let out an audible moan against her lips, as Olivia worked his throbbing cock, rocking slightly with her movements. "Oh, baby, feels so good" he whispered. The hand which had cupped her crotch moved, slipping his ring and middle fingers inside her, gently exploring her opening.

Outside, the weather took a turn for the worse, rain pouring hard against the window, despite the sun peeking over the horizon.
 
Olivia could feel Eric's fingers slip inside her, sending a soft moan slipping past her lips. As the pattering of the rain against the window increased, so did her hand along his shaft, massaging and working it's way from the base to the tip. The more she pleasured him, the harder it began to feel against her hand.
 
Waves of pleasure washed gently over Eric as Olivia worked his shaft harder. "God, babe, I wanna be inside you," he groaned. He rolled, his back on the bed, his lover now on top of him, his fingers exploring her folds deeper.
 
"Mmmph.. not so fast." Olivia managed to speak out between her heavy breaths. Once Eric has rolled onto his back, pulling her ontop of him, Olivia reluctantly pulled his hand away from her arousal and slid down his body beneath the covers, her lips gliding across his flesh until she reached his member. Ever so teasingly she flicked her tongue across the tip, tasting the saltiness of his pre-cum.
 
"Aw, fuck," Eric managed, his lower body tensing as Olivia's tongue tasted him. His hand found the soft hair at the back of her head, which he stroked gently. "Please..." he urged.
 
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