It was going to be another
long day, she could just feel it in her bones. She didn't want to get
out of bed. It was warm and it was cozy. The sun was at just the right
place in the sky to dance its beams across the covers and she stubbornly
curled up to bask in their warmth. She knew it was silly and that it
would just prolong the start of everything, but she was a girl who knew
her own mind and body and right now, both wanted to stay in bed. Yawning
sleepily, she stretched, one hand trailing lazily up her body and
suddenly there he was..thoughts of him filled her mind and she knew that
the time for sleep was gone.
She didn't know what it was about him that drew her like a
moth to a flame. They barely knew each other and yet she couldn't get
him out of her mind. Maybe it was the easy way that he spoke to her.
There were no pretenses. There were no games. He knew what he wanted and
he didn't try to keep it a secret. There was something very sexy about
that kind of boldness. It was something that she had rarely come across
in her day to day life. Whatever it was, it had her firmly in its grasp
and she no longer considered falling back to sleep. She couldn't sleep.
She was caught up in the mental web that only led to one thing.
She lay there, her eyes closed as she ran her hands
lightly over the skin of her body, up her thighs and then her torso. In
her mind, it was his hands..it was his hands that cupped the fullness of
her breasts and gently brushed his thumbs across her already eager
nipples. It was his mouth that lightly teased one and then the other
before moving on.
Whimpering softly, she turned on the bed, her hand
reaching for the piece of soft fur that she had on the stand. She
trembled slightly as she felt it touch her bare skin. Its soft coolness
glided over her body, teasing it and tormenting it. In her mind, she
could hear his soft chuckle as she squirmed beneath his touch. He wanted
her to squirm and she was powerless to do anything but obey his
desires. She had never experienced anything like this before and already
her body was eagerly reaching out for his.
She knew he would wait though. The exquisite torture
had just begun..his hands would continue to caress, sometimes soft and
sometimes hard. Her body would tremble beneath him and this would only
serve to encourage him, to arouse him further. He would reach for one of
the many toys she had hidden around the bed. Even while she shook her
head, her eyes begging for it to be him instead, he would slide it up
inside her, delighting in the way her body naturally arched to take it
in. Already, her hips twitched as she thought of how his hand would
slide between her legs, holding the toy in place while his fingers
teased over the ring that lay nestled against it.
Somewhere, in the deep recesses of her mind, there
was a vague thought that she was supposed to be doing something, but it
didn't matter. Her body had taken over and the only sounds that could
be heard were the pantings of a woman desperately lost in her own body.
Her body arched and trembled. She begged for release, lost completely in
the fantasy that her mind had built around him. Her free hand
desperately roamed her own body, stopping to caress her stomach or to
tweak a nipple. She felt the pressure building up inside of her and just
when she was sure she would explode, he took it to another level. His
fingers wrapped around the base of the toy and began moving it inside of
her. Desperately, she shook her head, her long hair tangling on the
pillow. Ragged moans escaped her lips and now she was no longer
thinking, she was just feeling. She could feel his hands on her, urging
her closer and closer to that edge. She could hear his voice in her ear,
whispering things that she'd gone so long without hearing. In this
moment, everything revolved around him and what he could do to her body
if he desired.
She barely noticed as the toy moved harder and
faster inside of her. Her body moved naturally with it; her hips rising
and falling with the pounding rhythm that had been set. She moaned, his
name falling from her lips as she begged him for the release her body
craved. Again, she felt the pressure rising up inside of her and the
room was filled with nothing more than the sounds of her begging as the
toy beat its pounding rhythm inside of her. She was at that edge. She
teetered on the brink, desperate now to find that release.
In that moment, she heard him..She heard his voice,
slightly ragged with his own desire.."Yes, my sexy one..show me what a
good girl you can be.." Her eyes flew open and for that moment, she
wasn't alone in her room. He was there with her, holding her close as
her body shuddered beneath his. She could smell him. She could taste his
skin beneath her mouth. She could feel the crush of his body as he
replaced the toy with himself, driving both of them toward an orgasm
that neither of them could live without.
And when it was over, she took him with her back
into that dreamworld where they were together as she curled back under
the blankets, her hand lightly stroking across her stomach as she
drifted off to sleep.
