Last night I had one of those dreams about you.
It's foggy, and I can remember it only in flashes.
Looking down on you as you reach up to me, gloriously filling me, biting your lip and holding my hips, rocking me back and forward as you enjoy every bit of me.
Looking up at you through my eyelashes as I take you in my mouth, then watching as you disappear into my mouth, down my throat until I can't take anymore. Seeing a drop of wetness emerge, licking it off while savouring the feeling of your hands in my hair and your eyes filled with desire.
Digging my nails into your arms, your back, as I spread my legs wider and you push deeper and deeper. Biting my lip, arching my back and pressing into the pillow, trying not to cry out.
No wonder I'm pulling the labels off bottles.
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