Don't even remember how it started. But the way he looked into my eyes made me skip a beat. Oh my! The way he pins me aginst the wall, holds my hands over my head and claims me, leaves me with no option but to happily surrender. But we are suckers for power-play. He leaves me helpless but so do I. I pushed him onto the couch while we both stripped our clothes. Sitting on top of him I could feel how hard and hungry he was for me! The way he grabbed my ass made me gasp. He slipped his fingers through my panties to feel the pool of honey that is waiting for him to devour, and that combined with his hardness throbbing against my sweet spot; i couldn't help but to grab his hair and back and let out the most sensual moan into his ears!
I woke up abruptly from my afternoon nap. Laying on my back I was looking at how delicately my curtains were flowing while constant chit-chats creeped in from the next room. But I couldn't care less about all of it.
All I could think about was him and all the wetness. His presence and aura was lingering on oh so strongly just from my dream. The distance between us is almost unfair, and my cravings are definitely not helping me. My body feels numb and I just grabbed my comforter, curled my toes and buried my head into my pillow. What am I supposed to do now?!
Little did I know counting days can be so hard!