Chapter 7

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“Nanco,” I breathed breathlessly as he pinned me up against the wall, his mouth glued to the side of my neck, his tongue flicking over my hot skin. I sighed and clung to him. His hard boy was pressed flush against mine, his hip slowly thrusting against mine. I widened my stance to better feel him. He grabbed my butt, effortlessly lifting me against him. I wrapped my legs around him as he pushed me hard into the wall. He pounded into me, the fabric of my jeans the only thing coming between him and me.

                I moaned as he covered my mouth with his. A fire had erupted in me and was growing all the while. We kissed with a burning passion; trying to taste each other, consume each other, panting heavily as our tongues intertwined. Nanco, carrying me, pulled away from the wall and started walking down the short hall to the first bed in my hotel room. He dropped me down and immediately covered my body with his. Our heavy breaths were the only sound in the room and we kissed. I writhed beneath his body, trying to let him and his incessant pounding in. I wrapped my legs around his torso as he moved his hips around and around, slowly and sensually thrusting.

                Furious at the fabric of my jeans, for keeping me from what I so badly desired, I wiggled and sitting up from the bed, began to unbutton. But my hands kept fumbling and with a soft curse, Nanco brushed my hands away and had the button undone and zipper down in a matter of seconds. I kicked my pants off as he sat up to take care of his own. Scooting back on the bed, I began to lift off my shirt but Nanco’s hands stopped me. He gently pushed me back down onto the pillows. His own shirt off, I was able to see his broad shoulders, washboard abs and thick muscles. He had a series of scars running across his chest but rather than distract from his body, it made it all that much more beautiful. I looked into his eyes as he leaned over me and knelt down over my abdomen spreading my legs with his large shoulders and slowly lifting my shirt up. His breath lightly fanned over my stomach and I gasped as he slowly trailed his lips across my stomach, his stubble tickling one of the most sensitive parts of my body.

Grinning at my reaction, he moved up further, finally lifting my shirt over my head. I’d worn a beautiful silky black bra but it was off in a matter of seconds, Nanco’s mouth attaching itself to my sensitive buds. He lightly sucked and twirled his tongue around and lightly breathed on my breasts. Each light suckle pulling at my core. I squirmed beneath him, letting out another moan and he got the message. He was out of his boxers in a flash and tore my small lacy piece off with his teeth and a loud rip.

He knelt down and with the intensity of a starving man, ate me like Thanksgiving dinner. I twisted and turned, trying to get closer to him and what it was his mouth was doing. I felt the climb, the tension inside my core increase, and he lifted from my sensitive fold and I groaned in literal pain of having him leave. But he smothered my protests with his mouth and with one smooth thrust he was in. Opening me wide open, he thrust again and again, going deeper and deeper. I felt myself rising again and I called out his name. He looked at me with a sort of love that made my heart warm and lightly kissed me, smoothly moving in and out as we both rode the wave up and down. Then he reached down with is hand and-

I woke, gasping, with a start. I’d never had such a dream before; especially not one with such clarity, detail and passion. I laid in my bed, trying to catch my breath when I realized I hadn’t woken from my dream by myself. I saw a dark shadow in the hallway by the door. Now the lights were off, so there were shadows everywhere but this shadow…this shadow was different. It was the type of shadow where you couldn’t sense an end to it; it was pitch black, like a giant hole, all light disappearing as soon as it touched it. It scared me.

I had been laying there for about 5 minutes, just staring at the large shadow when it moved.

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