I slowly open my eyes, a haze around my vision ebbs and swells like a wave. I can't help but stare at a bright candle light on a nightstand for too long, then blink, as my eyes begin to tear up, I blink again, absorbing the tear. Suddenly I am taken aback, my breath hitches. I notice a man is climbing on top of me. This dark haired man, with gleaming eyes and a reddish swollen pout on his determined lips. I am mesmerized at the sight of his seemingly perfect alabaster skin. I am stunned, unable to move. I am holding my breath, and I feel every, single, heartbeat pounding through my entire body. I finally blink and breathe in much needed oxygen.
"I must be dreaming," I think to myself. I shake my head and scoff while I look down with a smirk.
As I breath in the heady air, thick with the scent of sandalwood, musk, vanilla, and citrus, another wave of fire comes over my body, and there seems to be an unknown sensation radiating from my insides. I suddenly feel scared, as if I was about to jump into a dark and stormy unknown sea. I also have this feeling of warmth and comfort. I glance up at this handsome man's eyes. They peer into my soul, as if reading me for all I am worth. I feel connected to this person, drawn to gaze at this beautiful man so close, so above me, possessing me. Dark auburn eyes stare at my fully dilated pupils glistening in the candle light's fire. I can see my reflection in his eyes, as if it is the only place I belong. His long lashes close. He blinks and then leans in closer to me placing his body on mine, he rests his head on my forehead. I am fully claimed by this embrace. I breath in his scent and close my eyes in satisfaction.
With my eyes closed, I feel his soft hair on my face. I can smell his earthy breath, fresh like mint and the sea. I open and gaze at him doe eyed. He opens his eyes, his lashes brush my cheek, and I blush again.
He leans with a husky baritone voice, "I want to kiss you."
My eyes get wide. My heart skipping a beat. I can't breathe, this intoxicating gaze is filling me with carnal emotions. He repeats his query.
"Let me kiss you."He says with a smirk as he runs his lips on my cheek, and breathes a hot breath in my ear.
It makes a shiver run down my body. It shoots into my body fully engulfing my nerves in fire, reaching into the unknown, unspoken parts of my body. I feel myself begin to pant, an uncomfortable need, I have a yearn for something. A tension is building inside my lower body. An unknown ache needing to be met.
I yield to his request aching to kiss those soft lips.
"You may..." I say softly, my voice is cracking out of a soft whisper. I gaze at him as he leans into my body with his and bring his lips toward my face. I close my eyes to accept his kiss. I pant for a second, and then another second, anticipating this kiss. I am surprised by a kiss on my neck. I instinctively roll my neck into his kiss and arch my back. My eyes shoot open. I am in awe of this kiss on my body. It makes me overly sensitive to his touch, each wave like a firework shooting out of my nerves, then exploding down my body to an unknown point. The need in me keeps getting stronger.
How can this be? This man has brought me to the brink, with only a kiss. He raises his head and then suddenly brings his lips to mine. I close my eyes and accept his soft, claiming lips on mine. I feel his teeth run along my lower lip. I gasp and this allows him to fully explore my mouth with his tongue. Our saliva assembles into an intoxicating mix. The sensation is amazing. I feel every part of him possessing me. I can't get enough of him. He opens his eyes and gazes at me.
I reach up to him and kiss his lips. I begin to rub on the outside of his lips, begging to begin exploring his mouth. He moans deeply and allows me in. I rub his teeth and he nips my lip. The playful tug puts me in another heat. He smirks, then leans in, grabs my head softly and possessively and deepens the embrace. I can hear him panting.
I am suddenly locked into this too hot embrace with this man. We stop kissing for a second. I take another hot breath into my mouth, It parches me. My lips have become swollen and I think I have begun to drool a bit. All of my normal alarm senses are numb. All that remains is this tension in my body. This need. It's a buring, carnal fire, that I can't put out.
"Well not on my own." I say to myself.
I am all too aware of his protruding member at this point, digging into my thigh. I feel a slight dampness on myself at this realization, and I am embarrassed. My cheeks flush red. I quickly try to get up. I am too hot.
"This is too hot." I say. I need a minute. He sits back on the bed, and looks down at me.
"Okay, my love." he whispers. This statement makes me swoon. My head feels too light, and I have this burning desire inside of my deepest parts. I look down at him sitting at my feet.
"Does this man Love me?" I think to myself, posing a real question.
He looks down at his tight bulging pants and adjusts them into a more comfortable position, with a sigh, then looks back into my eyes. I find myself staring at this, this part of him. Of a Man. I gasp at this bulge. I have never seen this part of a man. I instinctively avert my eyes, but I am intrigued. I realize I am staring at this portion of him. His private piece, of HIS body, his member. My mouth suddenly becomes too dry. I begin to drool again. I quickly realign my dishevelled self, and look away trying to gain my composure, though seemingly in vain. I wipe the small dribble of drool and close my gaping mouth. I take a large gulp of air and swallow it with a sigh.
I pull myself up onto my rear and I reach for the top of my collared button down shirt in instinct for some relief from this heat. I am now very aware of my body. My senses heightened. I can feel my hardened body rubbing inside of my underwear. I can feel the seeming, rubbing roughly on my chest, from the inside of my bra. I can feel the wire under pinching my now swollen chest. I feel the satin lace rubbing on the tops of my chest, tickling my skin. I feel overly constricted and hot. A hot sweat of hormone and essence emanating off of my body. I take a deep breath in. I can smell the scent of my own pheromone layden, personal perfume. I smell of jasmine and a sweet oleander musk radiating from every pore of my body. It's a bit much for me to handle. A bead of sweat drips down the center of my back, causing me to shiver.
I hesitate for a minute, looking down, realizing what, exactly, I am doing. I want to know more of this feeling. I want more. I realize, I want all of him, whatever that entails. I want it all. For the first time in my life. I want to know a man. To be exact, this dark haired, auburn eyed, man. I stare into his eyes, and begin to relieve my too hot state.
I am resolved to take this all the way. To that place of unknowns. To the place of my welling up tension. To that deep and internal heat. I look up at this man. My lashes batting over my eyes. My gaze is carnal and lustful. I slowly begin to unbutton the first two buttons on my shirt while staring into his eyes. I can see him burning for me. I unbutton two more buttons, displaying my bare chest, and I take in a deep cleansing breath. My chest rises and falls. I relish in the cooler air creeping across my skin. The sweat instantly evaporates at my radiating heat, but my clothes are clinging to me, slightly moist. My shirt is hugging my body showing off my small waist and larger hips. I breath in again and lean back onto my hands. I look at him, boring my gaze into him. Beckoning him to me.
He is suddenly on top of me again. Pinning me to the bed. His member digging into my hip through our clothing. I can feel the damp clothing on my body, clinging to my skin. The valley fold in between my thighs becoming slick. There is burning desire inside. I know now... where this tension is coming from. I feel the bite of the lace on my thighs as he slowly, and subconsciously leans into me. I can feel his member growing through our clothing. He moans deeply, panting in his breaths. I can feel the want in him. He begins to kiss me on my lips again. I am really enjoying this feeling. I feel an unknown sensation. I can feel his loving, tender kisses.
He slowly starts to leave a trail of kisses down my face and neck, then hesitates at my chest. He brings his hand up my leg and onto my waist. He plants a kiss on the top of my bare breast. He looks up between his tousled tresses of hair.
And asks me, "Can I have you, my love?"
I blink my now heavy eyes and say... "...this must be a dream."