"Stella! Stella," Rufus cried out as he came hard into her throbbing pussy. Beep, beep, beep screamed the alarm clock. With that, Stella woke up and stretched out catlike on the bed. She could still feel the wetness her erotic dream had inspired in her body.
She hated waking up alone, without her love at her side, but they were thousands of miles apart. He was still in the United States, unable to get away from work as a forensics expert, witnessing the seedy underbelly of the city, as she was experiencing the beauty of the Greek countryside. Coming to Greece was an amazing experience for Stella, as she found inspiration for her artwork in the ancient and beautiful ruins as well as the powerful force of the natural surroundings. But without Rufus, it was hard to see the beauty. He was the epitome of beauty to her, and his voice, his smile, his hands on her body- it was hard to live without. She had been spoiled with happiness, and his absence made her heart ache.
She slipped on a silky robe and went to her balcony to look at the mountains and greet the morning sun. As she sipped her herbal tea, she daydreamed as she had many times before of her last night with Rufus before leaving the country. She was so sad to leave him, but had no choice, as she had made the arrangements long before they met. As they lay in bed together talking about how hard it would be to be apart, even for the shortest of times, Stella began to cry, not wanting to even think about it. She wanted to throw away her whole trip, because the most important thing in the world was to be with him. He made her truly happier than she had ever been with any other person. He made her laugh, he made her feel so loved, appreciated, and truly beautiful, inside and out.
