Mischief

I awoke next to you,
in the middle of the night,
my pussy dripping wet,
watching your chest rise and fall,
gazing at your beautiful face in the moonlight.

I slipped a finger inside myself,
and swirled it around.

I brought it up, and delicately
painted your lips with my juices,
as you slept.

Without waking,
I watched you lick them up
with a little smacking sound
and a delicate smile came to the surface.

I smiled too and fell back asleep,
by your side.
I never told you I did that.
I wonder what you dreamt of.