He laughed softly, but June just smiled weakly. She was glad for that, but she was still half-lost in the images of her dream of the beach.
After a moment lying quietly, Subh hesitantly continued. "Don't make fun of me," he murmured, "I was kinda making out with you in my short dream just now, but at the end there, when I came inside of you, I imagined that you were some wild woman of the forest who had seduced me." He shrugged his shoulders uncomfortably. "You were kneeling and naked in front of some hidden forest pool or something, with majestic mountain peaks all around."
"Really? Seriously?" June replied, propping herself up a little to look into his face. He opened his eyes briefly, running his gaze appreciatively over her bare breasts, before nodding at her with a quizzical expression.
"Same for me, except it was the beach." They stared at each other with wide eyes.
What does that mean? June's mind raced. Is he just another lying man with a golden tongue? Or was this all meant to be? Is this... June shook her head, taking another look at the man spread out naked in front of her. Once again her doubts and fears washed away into a still, shining pool of confidence. We can figure that out later. All that matters is that we're here with each other now.
She lay back down, looking up at the ceiling. "I guess you're a mountain guy, and I'm a beach girl," she noted dryly, "well, to each their own."
Laughing softly, they cuddled back into each other in silence for a moment, feeling the movement of each breath.
"To answer your question, though," Subh mused, squeezing her tighter, "of course you deserve it. You were so sexy tonight it almost blew my connection to reality."
She could feel from the pulsing against her hip that he was already getting hard again.
"Yeah?" June replied, running her foot lazily down his leg. "You threw me off into dreamland myself there."
Subh pushed himself up over her and started running kisses down her neck. "You know what I think?"
"What's that?" June replied, licking her lips and running her hand up his quickly stiffening shaft.
Subh kneeled in front of her, his cock standing at attention. "I think this story needs a few more chapters," he replied, gently guiding her legs open again, sighing in satisfaction at the sight of her wetness. "This is real for us, but who knows? Maybe for someone else this is a fantasy made flesh. We might as well enjoy it."
As he slid back inside her, June stopped caring what was real and what was fantasy. She knew that eventually she would have to sort them out, to live in one and dream in the other. But she was content for the moment to fall into a place where sensation and imagination pushed into each other so closely you could not tell where one started, and the next began.