You're Mine, Forever

You're Mine, Forever ~ Chapter 33

I dreamt of him walking towards me, slowly removing his black suit. He sat on the edge of our bed. He stayed there watching me intently as I slept while he slowly loosened his tie.

Those blue eyes tracing every countour of my face. His head descended towards me, kissed my neck slowly, smelling my hair. I sighed and hugged his pillow tighter. This would be another feel-good dream.

I felt the back of his hand caressing my cheek, his eyes boreing into my soul, as he studied me as I sleep. I moaned.

God, I miss him so much.

Then I felt those hands slowly caressing my right thigh going up, removing his shirt that I wore the process. His hand caressed my tummy, it tickled me but I love it.

Softly, lingeringly, he started kissing me there. I groaned.

I couldn't stop myself, my right hand latched on his hair while my left hand clutched his pillow tight. I started biting my lower lip, his wet kisses on my stomach excited me. I felt his hands taking off my panties, hurriedly. His fingers started caressing my inner thighs, which opened automatically for him to play with.

"Eric...", I moaned his name.

Oh, dear! I've hungered for him for so long.

He tongued my navel and I felt his finger slipping inside my now very soaked pussy. My hips arched so he could deepen his finger's thrust.

This dream was so fucking erotic.

My legs thrashed around. I wanted to escape his tormenting touch. I felt like my womb was about to burst with all that molten hot, liquid fire accumulating inside of me.

"Ahh... ahh... aaahhh..!", I screamed together with the loud thunder from outside the window.

I came hard.

So hard I almost drew blood from biting my lower lip.

Even so, he's not through yet. He started all over again, torturing my weakened, sated body. He started fingering me, now using his two fat fingers.

Fuck! I want more.

My thighs quivered, the delicious irreversible climax sending me towards the edge of heavenly Father's place.

I love that he was playing with me in my dream. Then slowly I opened my sleepy eyes and saw him right on top of me. Eric was still wearing his white polo, loosened tie and black slacks, I smiled languidly for this felt so real.

Him, fucking me.

Mmm...

I caressed his handsome face. His skin so warm to touch, forehead slightly sweating, nostrils flared.

I frowned, he looked so damn serious.

Just to realized why, for his hard strong penis slipped inside me instantly.

My eyes widened, almost coming out of their sockets. My hand caught his tie, my upper body arched. I tried to get up and that made him pushed his cock deeper.

This isn't a dream?!

"Oh, holy mother of—! Argh..!"

He silenced my protest by kissing me ardently, almost sucking my tongue. Eric entrapped me in his arms and held me tight.

However, my protest died down immediately. My tight pussy welcomed him, easily stretching to accomodate his huge size.

I convulsed rapidly, gyrated my hips against him.

He caught my shirt, 'his' shirt' in his fist and raised them up so he could have a better view of my titties which I knew he loves to watch while they were moving together with his fervent thrust.