I watch him sleep, touch his lips with my fingertips
Lay over him my breasts just inches from his mouth. He sighs
A breath that tickles my nipples into life. I whisper into his open mouth-
“I want you”
I slide my body onto his and lay there, feeling his heat
that familiar heat that pulses like electricity between my legs
a wetness stirs inside of me as blood flows to that part of him that pushes me over the edge
He reaches out from his slumber, eyes still closed mouth still agape
still asleep i touch my tongue to his chin and trail it down his neck.
he pushes his hips up into me, I moan. low and deep.
I inch down his torso over his navel to his hips where I can smell his skin
it is calling to me, whispering aching for my touch
I pull his boxers over his hips, slowly kissing through the expanse of dark hair.
The breath of his loins is inhaled into me and I taste it with my lips
in short loving kisses. The tip of my tongue comes alive
trailing over his shaft, tickling veins that pump vitality through his groin
I want to take him deep into my mouth, deep into my aching dripping and restless pussy.
I want to fuck him and make love to him simultaneously.
I suck him, long, languishing there in his lap.
My mouth opens around his thickened flesh
I suck him in again, faster and faster still, watching his sleeping face as he fucks my mouth
I know he is dreaming of sex. Dreaming of me, because he whispers my name.
Quiet and sure-
A yearning inside of me pushes me to his lips and I am hovering
High like a snowflake falling above him. I lower myself, feeling him stretch into me
Opening me, I haven’t been with him in a while and it hurts to have him inside of me this way.
But I love the feeling of having him there, the feeling of his hard erection spreading me as my pussy clamps around him almost sucking him in.
He touches me then, out of his sleep moaning
He is fucking me back, making love to me and I am there now
Orgasming with him in side of me, I am calling his name, He is my Master, My Lover, My Soulmate, my friend.
We are there in this dream world, in this fantasy of innate nymphs,
Dancing in this forest of lust. I slump into his arms and drift there between sleep and wake.
Between sanity and Love. Between his soul and mine. Where our bodies, the two… are one.
This is our lust, and this is our world. This love is ours to have. While he sleep, when he wakes.
In this world and the next, forever.