"I missed you, beautiful. Your smell so good. Your body. Your look. Your lips. You can't forget me. You are mine."
I jumped out of bed, sweat dripping down my face and neck. This was just a nightmare.
Thank God. I can't imagine his look, I immediately vomit. Maximilian is dead, why am I having this nightmare.
"Bella?" Damien said after he came out of the bathroom and saw the state I was in.
"Damien." I looked at his body, which was so perfect, well-built. You could see every muscle in it. I wanted to jump on him and ride him day and night.
"What did you dream about?" He asked me, but I didn't want to answer him. No man would want to hear his wife dream about another man.
"I'm going to take a shower." I walked past him, actually I tried to walk past him but he grabbed my hand and stopped me.
"What did you dream about?" He repeated the question.
How smart is it to tell him? Not smart at all.
"I want you Damien. I want you to fuck me like there's no tomorrow. Fuck me Damien." Looking at his body, I'm already wet and ready for him.
He came to me and took off my shirt and panties, leaving me completely naked.
"I have to take a shower." I said and quickly ran into the shower. I'm covered in sweat and I don't want him to touch me like this.
He followed me into the shower and stood behind me, his lips finding my neck and his hands, my breasts. Massaging them gently, because nothing else can do with them when they're full of milk.
"Sit down and spread your legs." He said and I sat down on the stone bench in the shower.
He knelt in front of me, not taking his eyes off my eyes. I've never been able to look him in the eye while he was fucking me, I felt as embarrassed as I do now. And this is our first sex in a long time. I feel like I'm doing everything from scratch.
He grabbed my legs, spread them and placed them on his shoulders. At one point I just felt his wet tongue superficially touching my clitoris that was desperately waiting for his tongue. I spread my palms and placed them on the bench next to me, holding on for stability.
"Ahhh!!"
"Damien, more.."
I put my spread legs on the bench and he didn't wait a second but pushed two of his fingers into my wet pussy while holding me by the stomach with his other hand. My head started to spin from the feeling, and from what I was doing to my body.
"Tell me Bella, do you like it when I push my fingers deep into your pussy while rubbing your clitoris?" I can't speak.
"I like it." I quickly answered briefly.
"What do you like?" He repeated.
"I like it...ahhh when you push your fingers deep into my pussy..mmmm.. while you rub my.. aaah.. clitoris." I'm going to cum.
"What do you want me to do to you? Tell me." His pace quickened, and my body began to shake, until I came on his fingers that he was licking and then pulling them out.
I couldn't answer him, I forgot how to talk. I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes to come to my senses.
"Come to me." I opened my eyes and looked in front of me but he wasn't there, he was already sitting next to me.
I got up on my legs that were still shaking slightly from all the pleasure.
"Ride me." I want to ride him so badly.
