As dawn breaks, the husband stirs, his hands gently caressing his wife's curves. He whispers huskily in her ear, "Good morning, my love." She groans softly, still half-asleep, but his touch ignites a spark. He kisses her neck, his hands roaming her body, finding her nipples already hard and eager. She arches into him, her thighs parting as he slips a hand between them, feeling her heat. They move together, their bodies syncing in a dance as old as time, their lovemaking slow and sensual, a perfect start to the day.