*Reuploading all my previous chapters with new versions and a new chapter as well!!*
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Sweat slicked skin slapped together as he pounded into her from behind on the huge bed in the center of the room. The cool breeze coming in through the open window sent goosebumps cascading across her skin, adding to the pleasure he was creating each time he buried himself deep inside her. His pace was fast but steady and he held her tightly around her waist to keep her in rhythm with him.
"...not enough..." Aislinn whispered, begging him to go faster and harder as she neared the peak of just one of the many orgasms he'd brought to her in the course of their love making. He complied and picked up his pace even more until his release pushed her over the edge into the abyss of the most painful and pleasurable orgasm she'd ever experienced.
She slumped forward, gasping for breath as wave after wave of lightning zigzagged through her body and a delightful tingle spread across her burning skin. She moaned unhappily when he withdrew from her, leaving her feeling bereft. The moment she turned to gaze into his face a sudden loud pounding on the bedroom door became her alarm clock ringing loudly in her ear. It took her a very long moment to recover from the aftershocks of the exquisitely vivid dream before she was able to slam on the snooze button of her clock. She shook her head.
Of course something that amazing could only ever be found in my dreams...
Wanting to keep the dream alive just a little bit longer she bounded off to the bathroom for her morning shower, her waterproof vibrator hidden away in the folds of her large towel. The vibrator accomplished the task it was meant for but it was nowhere near as good as the orgasm she had experienced in her dream.
By the time she got out of the shower and actually bothered to take note of the time it was nearly eight a.m. Crap! If she didn't get a move on then she'd be late for the first day of the new semester and she loathed being late for anything.
Thankfully she'd been smart enough to set her uniform out the previous night so it didn't take long to get dressed. It took even less time for her to brush her wet hair and throw on her favorite black cat eared beanie. She bounded down the stairs, grabbing her backpack from its place beside the front door, before heading out into the nearly blinding morning light.
She rounded the corner of her apartment complex just in time to see the bus driving off down the road. Damn, there was no chance she'd be able catch it. Now her only option was to try running if she really didn't want to be late.
"Damn, I'm not going to make it!" She complained checking her watch as she weaved her way through the bustling morning crowd of the Rose Plaza.
Normally this would have been a shortcut but today it seemed that everyone was out to shop and get in her way. She cursed under her breath as she checked her watch again. This was just great, she was definitely going to be late for the first day of her Junior year of college and all because of some stupid dream!
Sure she'd had erotic dreams before but this last one had been entirely different from all the rest. She could still recall everything in exceptional detail. From the soft burgundy carpet to the heavy black drapes to the tiny white lace pattern that covered the sheets they had lain between. The thing that really embarrassed her however was that she could also perfectly recall what the gorgeous man in the dream had looked like. Short messy black hair, eyes the color of sparkling winter frost and a body so well defined it made every model she'd ever seen seem quite plain in comparison. Surely even Adonis would be jealous of him!
Thinking about all the sinful things she'd done with her mystery man and all the noises he'd managed to illicit from her as he vigorously fucked her into submission sent her body into lustful overdrive but there was no way and no where she could go to get relief from the desire threatening to overwhelm her.
More intent on quelling the needs welling up inside her she failed to pay attention to where she was going. By the time she noticed the large group of people gathering at the crosswalk it was too late for her to slow down. She ended up plowing through them and right out into the street into the early morning traffic. She didn't have time to feel fear as a gold Sedan came racing towards her, its driver talking on a cell phone instead of paying attention to his surroundings properly.
No, I'm dead!!
A moment later she felt a strong jerk on her arm as she was hauled back onto the sidewalk to safety. The Sedan sped past without ever being conscious of the tragedy that had just narrowly been avoided.
A long moment passed before the realization that she was safe sank in and she looked up into the face of her savior. The eyes that met hers too her breath away. Impossible! How could this be? The man standing before her now looked identical to her exquisite dream lover!
Her adrenaline fueled strength faltered and her legs buckled beneath her. She collapsed to the ground along with her savior whose hand had remained on her upper arm from when he'd pulled her out of the street. He toppled over with her and somehow managed to get his hand between the pavement and her head to keep her from possibly suffering a concussion.
