A dream of you.
You are in my bed in this big empty house and I can hear your breath echoing off my skin as you slip into the sheets beside me. I am half awake and don't know how you have come to be here but there are no questions in my mind as your fingers trail softly over my skin. I am naked beneath the sheets as you expected I would be and soon your naked body is warming my own. There is a storm outside that seems to be building the way the the heat is building inside of me. Outside it is freezing and all the world seems to be falling down but in my room a fire seems to be burning.
I am laying on my stomach, face pressed to the pillow, breasts swollen against the mattress and your hands are slipping over my back. Kneading the muscles from soreness to sweetness, you work your way down, laying a trail of kisses down my spine. I can feel my wetness growing with every unseen touch until my body is a loose bundle of nerves shivering with arousal. When you reach the heat that emanates from my core, I can sense your hand hovering as if you are warming yourself on that fire. One hand slips underneath my chest to cup my breast, kneading it into a pointed peak, tongue slipping along my skin until it reaches the curve of my neck. I turn my head to see you, dark eyes glinting in moonlight through the window above. You kiss me then, for the first time, tongue slipping into my mouth as your finger slips into my pussy and I arch my back against you. Moaning into your mouth, I can feel you smiling against my lips and you circle my clit with your thumb, as waves of pleasure shoot through me.
I can feel your cock now, hard and heavy against my back as you kneel above me. It strays closer to where I want it to go, brushing over the lips of my pussy and teasing me with its hardness. I push further against the palm of your hand, breath coming in short gasps as you fuck me with your fingers, spinning me into a dizzy haze where I can no longer tell up from down.