Jennifer was having the best dream of her life. She hoped she didn't wake. Her life had been filled with so much stress and she deserved to be selfish for a little while. In her dream, she was with Dave and he was everything she'd imagined, and more.
"You're so beautiful. I can't resist you," he whispers to her.
"Yes, please," she begs him. His hands come around her body and she feels her shirt being removed. The cool air touches her aching breasts and her dark pink nipples tighten to hardened peaks. She needs him to touch her there, to relieve the aching.
Finally, his hands come up to cup her breasts, his thumbs rubbing over the aching peaks, and she moans out loud at the exquisite pleasure. She arches her back into the air, pushing herself up, higher against him. She needs more but can't figure out what that is.
He presses his hips against hers and she can feel the length of his erection pressing against her aching core. Her only thought is that there are too many clothes between them. She needs to feel them pressed together, skin against skin, with nothing between them.
"Please, Dave, please," she begs again. She needs him so much she feels she'll die if he doesn't hurry and take her. She can be wanton all she wants, it's a dream after all. She's had several dreams about her boss, but none have seemed so real. It feels as if his hands are all over her body.
"I can't stop," he growls, which makes her smile. She in no way wants him to stop doing anything. She feels as if she'll fall apart right there in her dream if he pulls away. She feels him peeling the last of their clothes away, the final barriers keeping his skin from hers. She groans loudly as she finally feels his naked body pressing into hers.
"Now, I need you now," she groans. He's lying on top of her and she can feel his erection pressing against her wet heat. She's so hot for him and wants him inside of her. His hands are gripping her head, and finally he brings his mouth to hers.
He kisses her so deeply, she doesn't know how the sheets don't catch flame underneath them. She can't ever remember having such a vivid dream. She feels so alive, so good. She needs him inside of her.
He moves his head down her throat and chest and then takes one of her aching buds into his mouth, gently sucking on it. The pull of his mouth on her sensitive peak, sends a shock wave down her body, straight to her slick heat. More, she wants more.
As if he can sense her urgency, he moves back up her body and takes her mouth once more. He reaches his hand down and slips a finger inside her body, feeling that she is more than prepared for his entrance. He groans into her mouth at the warmth and wetness coming from her.
"Open your eyes. I want to look into them when I take you," he gasps as the head of his erection is poised at her entrance. She feels pain as she waits for him to thrust forward. He's so close, yet much too far away. She didn't want to open her eyes. If she opened them then the dream would end and she'd wake up, aching and alone. She shakes her head no and pulls him closer locking their lips together, again. He's unable to resist her urgency and in one thrust he's buried deep inside her body.
Jennifer's eyes snapped open at the shock of their bodies connected. Several things happened in the next seconds. She couldn't stop what was happening, even if she could've gained the will power to do so.
First and foremost she knew she wasn't dreaming, but actually making love to Dave, the man she'd hungered for from the moment she'd first laid eyes on him, and secondly she was making love for the first time, ever, and it hurt enough to wake her. The pain was fading as pleasure quickly took its place.
Dave could feel the tightness in her body and felt the flinch of pain from her as his large erection broke through her barrier. He was ashamed he could be so stupid and careless. She was gripping him tightly and though he may actually die he knew he had to pull out of her. He was wrong, so very wrong, for taking her that way and he had to make it up to her.
He started to pull back, when she suddenly gripped him hard with her arms and wrapped her legs around his back. She arched her hips and wiggled underneath him. He knew he'd go straight to hell, but he couldn't find it in him to care.
He started moving his hips slowly in and out of her body, taking his time, feeling her stretch to accommodate him. His body was quivering from the amount of control it took to slowly slide along her slick passage. She was so tight, wet, and hot, and she fit around him like a glove. Her wetness made them easily slide together, like they'd been created solely for each other.
She cried out as he pushed deeply inside her, their bodies pressed together, tightly. He looked into her eyes, rounded in pleasure. The sight of her pink lips, moist and barely parted, sent tremors through his gut. Her peaked nipples were rubbing against his chest, the friction making him shake. She was stunning, and she was completely his, as no other man could claim. He moved his head down, and swiped his tongue along her lower lip, loving her sweet taste.
She pulled on his neck, bringing him closer, turning the kiss from slow and sensual, to hot and passionate. He lost his last bit of control, and gripped her hips, tightly.
He started thrusting in and out of her, fast. He gripped her hip with one hand, keeping her tightly against him. He used his other hand to hold her neck so he could continue to kiss her long and deep, with no risk of them separating.
He pounded in and out of her soft flesh, needing her more than he'd ever needed any woman. She suddenly threw her head back, ripping their lips apart, as her entire body tensed against him. She cried out, as sweat beaded from her brow. He felt her soft core grip him in convulsions and he completely lost his mind.
He slammed into her a few more times and let out his own cry as an earth shattering release shook him from head to toe. He pumped into her tight body, thinking there would never be an end to the pleasure.
They both slumped into the bed as the orgasms finally dwindled. He was so exhausted, from the intense love-making, he barely had the energy to roll off the top of her. He managed to do so and pulled her into his arms. He quickly fell back into a deep sleep.
Jennifer knew she should disentangle herself from Dave. She knew what they'd done was wrong. She just couldn't figure out exactly why. She was so tired she couldn't keep her eyes open. She decided to rest them for a few moments and then she'd get up and figure out exactly where she was.