#Chapter59
Elijah*
If dreams can be this vivid I pray to whatever God up there not to wake me up anytime soon but this isn't a dream or a fiction of my imagination. It is real. Her soft small hands that are wrapped on my neck, her plump lips kissing the air out of my lungs because she takes my breath away. Her soft skin against the palm of my hand and fuck me! Those sweet moans emanating from her lips. She is real.
Breathlessly we pull away. /"Ho- how did you find me?/" She asks.
