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6 ﴾WAXING✵CRESCENT﴿ {BWWM}

꙳TUESDAY, JANUARY 14, 2020꙳ ﴾2:16 AM﴿

(Whispering. In the distance)
What is that?
Zander heard a voice calling him.
(Whispering to him.)
Tempting him.
Seducing him.

"Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. Mmmm... ahhhh... mmm. I need you, Zander. I want you. I'm burning for you. Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. Oooooh... ahhhhh... ooooooh. I need you. My body belongs to you. I want you. I'm burning for you. Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. Ahhhh... ooooo... Mmmm. Baby, I was made for you. I need you. I want you. I'm burning for you. You know you want me.

Rolling around his mind and his body were the sensual caress of words whispered in an effort to seduce his soul. The softest caress grazed his chin. He was lost in the most intense seduction. Unseen hands gently brushed, massaged, and manipulated his flesh. What felt like a tongue licked and sucked on his earlobe. Light nibbling caused a chaotic explosion deep down in every single cell structure in his body.

His breathing became erratic as he attempted to grasp if he was dreaming or if any of it was real. A deliciously sensual tug on his bottom lip made his soldier spring forward. The delicate machinations of this unseen force took control of him in a way he did even know existed leaving Zander lost to the foreign passion.

His days of masturbating alone could never compare to it.

The entity took control of his senses and drove him to the brink of insanity. Kisses danced across his chest. Silky hands and warm satiny skin left him in a state of delirium as he felt his body leave and visit a different time and space. The softness of the flesh and weight of a woman's body lingered on him as the tight deliciousness of her womanhood enveloped him.

Come to me. Come to me. Come to me. Uhnnn. Ahhhh. Uhmmm. I need you, Zander. Please. I'm burning for you.

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꙳TUESDAY, JANUARY 14, 2020꙳ ﴾4:41 AM﴿

Dammit...
Dammit...
Dammit...

How in the hell can I cock-block myself? That dream was so real I just knew I would be waking up light as a feather. But, oh no. No, not me. I had to go and stop myself from enjoying what promised to be some damn good dream sex. Why did I have to wake up at that very moment? He was just about to give it to me.

Dammit...
Dammit...
Dammit...
Ain't this some shit.

Jillian could hear the thoughts rattle on loudly in her head. In her dream, she was about to get some. She woke up dripping wet. No memory of the delicious guy could be summoned from her memory banks. The thought enticed her to the point of frustration. Feeling the weight of his body was all she could remember. Oh yes, it felt so damn good to enjoy the weight of a man's body on hers even if it was just in her dreams.

Enough of the bullshit. She told herself.

Jillian finally sat up and swung her legs out of bed. She willed herself to get up after such a late night and what seemed like a night devoid of real rest. She staggered into her personal bathroom, undressed, and hopped in the shower.

What she needed was a hot shower and that was exactly what she got. The hot water was so perfect after the long events of the previous day. Standing under the showerhead as it rained down its liquid heat on her skin. That was the boost she needed to wake up. As the water coursed down her curves, visions popped into her mind like snapshots.