I'm going a little crazy as I inhale your honeysuckle scent. Intoxicating. So addicting. I ran a hand on your silky hair. Feeling it's texture as I imagine our bodies tangled under the sheets. Your lips on my ear sending shivers down my spine as you blow sweet little nothings teamed with your caresses.
I turned my neck so I can nibble at your lips while my hands are roaming freely in you body. I cupped a breast and watched as you catch fire right before my eyes. Just the vision of you flushed with passion was enough to set me off. But I held on. I knew that if I succumb to the need now, it will soon be over.
I heard you gasp as I sucked a nipple while my hands are drawing small circles on your back. My tongue lightly rubbing as I make your nipple hard as a pebble. Not satisfied until I hear you moan, I continued sucking while you beg for more.
I replaced my lips with my hand and gave the other nipple the same attention. Every moan, every gasp and every cry you make, takes me closer to the edge of fulfillment.
I cannot hold back any longer. I have to feel your warmth around me. I need to feel your wetness as I slowly make my way inside your pulsating body.
I positioned a thigh between your legs and parted them as I stare at you. Amazed at how your body glow under the pale moonlight. My head dipped to suck a nipple while I directed my arousal in the center of you femininity. I aimed, circling, searching. But not finding. Until I heard a buzzing sound... My alarm.
No! No! Noo! It was a dream. It was just a dream.
I got up stiff and aroused. Mood worsening every second as I trod towards the bathroom to take another cold shower. I guess I have to be used to that more often since I'm not the type who sleeps around.
For now, I have to be satisfied with my vivid dreams and wild imagination. It will do... For now...
November 17, 2008
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