His hot breath on my neck did things between my legs. His hands on my breasts were like lightning to my core. I could not stop moaning but I wanted more. I wanted him inside of me; I wanted to take everything of him, every single part of him. His kisses down my breasts made me yearn for more. I wanted to touch him, make him ache for me. He was so breathtakingly manipulative and bad. The atmosphere was electric and the desire in our eyes so clear-cut.

I removed his jeans and tore down his boxers. He was huge and erect. I licked the precum oozing out and took his shaft inside my mouth. He moaned and held my head, slowly pulling myself towards him. I sucked in deep and tried to completely swallow his full size. I licked and sucked, played with its head. He was in heaven. He did not know I was that good. I continued sucking and pleasing him until I sensed his breath quickening. He was going to come; he held my head and began thrusting in and out my throat.

At last, he cried out my name and ejaculated into my mouth. I swallowed this pure nectar, all of it. It was addictively delicious. He wanted to please me as well. He trailed kisses down my abdomen and I held my breath when he went further down to kiss my mould. His tongue licked and penetrated inside. It was doing havoc inside of me and I was wriggling. It was pure bliss with the passion intensifying to a greater extent. I was going to have my orgasm and I was moaning for more, asking him for release. Then, he inserted his two fingers telling me that I was damn tight, that sure turned him on. He started fingering me and I soon came, shuddering on the bed.

He pulled me in his embrace and I tasted my cum in his mouth. He played with my tongue but before long I wanted him inside of me. I asked him to make love to me, I badly wanted his cock inside of me. He got onto me and was slowly thrusting deeper inside yet I felt him fade away. He was moving away from me, I tried holding on to him, needing him, wanting to feel him ride me. However, he disappeared slowly until I heard a distant sound calling me back. I woke up in a start with the alarm clock and realised it was just a dream.

I was panting and so wet. Also, so frustrated of having that dream again. I decided that I must talk to him no matter what. He was always there in my dreams yet unable to make love to me. I wanted him so badly. Perhaps he would accept a one-night stand.

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