this is an attempt at using none of the usual words to describe this. let me know if it works or not.
In my sleep I dreamt my chest was being covered by a scratchy wool blanket. I was naked under this blanket, but the cool air of the mountain cabin was somehow sneaking in. I twisted and reached for the covers, but instead found the warmth of her back. Not quite awake, my mouth formed the words "What is…." Then I felt something warm and wet teasing my nipples. I figured out the immediate, dream slash wake induced dream I'd been having and closed my eyes again.
Her thick, long hair, "too long for her age," some said, cascaded over my chest. It spread itself out and obscured whatever view I might have had. The moonlight streaming in lit the room in a shadowy, blue-tinted light. It was a winter moon, the snow reflecting the light, and seemingly doubling the blueness of it. I was still too much asleep to fully appreciate what was happening, until I felt the moist warmth of her breath surrounding the wetness of her tongue trace an arc from my chest down to my lower belly. In the cool room, with the blankets pulled aside, the initial wet warmth was immediately replaced by the coolness of evaporation. My senses became heightened, concentrating on an ever-shrinking area that started at my chest and went down to my knees.
She reached down with her hand and raked her nails up the inside of my thigh. I pulled my knees up and parted my legs. Goosebumps followed the path of her nails. Upon arrival where my legs meet, she reached underneath and drew her nails up the curve of my butt. I could feel her middle finger start to uncurl as she sought the deep "V" of my crack. She hesitated for a moment and the goosebumps caught up with her nails. Every nerve outside the area between my belly button and the tops of my legs shut down and redirected itself to that region. I shuddered involuntarily, but couldn't tell if it was the cold, or the anticipation.
