I had every intention of being productive. Showered, fresh, and already naked while I got ready for the day. But when I walked back into the bedroom and saw him still tangled in the sheets with a very obvious hard on, my plans went right out the window. There’s something irresistible about morning wood. The way his body reaches for me before his eyes even open. I couldn’t help myself. I crawled back onto the bed and leaned down, wrapping my lips around him while the morning light spilled across our skin. Completely naked, still damp from the shower, I took my time. Slow, wet, and deliberate. The kind of…