You Belong To Me

Chapter Bath Water

'i know the nooks of you that air won't even touch..'
bath water...

Some time in the night that Trey couldn't be sure of he came to a slow consciousness. He was in a very, very familiar dream. One that he had experienced what seemed like a million times before. All around him the room was dark, the fire was but embers in the grate, and his darling Ali was spread atop him like a siren from a pirates novel. Her hair was loose and her nightgown was down off her shoulders and pooled at her delicious hips. Her soft legs were spread on either side of him and she was rubbing his naked chest affectionately.

Trey hoped to God he died in the dream and was never forced to wake from it. He was afraid to speak for fear that she would respond and take the shape of someone else until he was fully awake and looking up at Theo or some other hired help. He was afraid to move or even to think too quickly so he did none of those things. Instead he watched his beautiful love spread her fingers over the skin of his abdomen and up his belly to his nipples. Her softened palms, once hard from work and weary life, were smooth and soothing... no doubt from the butters she was lathering herself in everyday. She grazed his nipples and Trey gave an involuntary shiver at the contact. Ali did not miss the movement and pressed her fingers to either side of the pebbles, pinching until he physically jerked.

Her silhouette was made by the blue night sky with a high white moon in the giant windows behind her. Trey could make out the shape of her sweet shoulders, the long curve of her neck, and the sweeping mound of her hair lying on one shoulder. Her face was unclear in the dark but the wonderful scent of her was unmistakable. The feel of her hands on him was something he learned as a boy and had never forgotten no matter how many lovers came between her then and her now.

She leaned down over him, her dress still bunched at her waist, and kissed his nose, then his lips. Trey risked lifting an arm to press a hand into her hair and hold her lips to his. The small movement did not jar him from his lovely dream and he could barely think to be grateful. Instead he lifted another hand to push her hair from his eyes so that he could look at her now that her face was closer.

Her eyes were on him. Her face was clear, devoid of any emotion he might recognize immediately. His cupping hands brought her face back down to his and he kissed her again, more fully, spreading her lips and tasting her as he wanted. Her plentiful breasts pushed against his chest and her stomach rolled against his. His hands could no longer help themselves and they spread over her delicate shoulders and down her back, his fingers touching occasionally at the the ridges of her spine. The cool skin responded with little pebbles underneath his palms. His hands cupped her cheeks and pulled her down harder on him.

His mouth strayed to take the skin at her neck and behind her ear. She braced herself with one hand at the side of his head. The other snaked down between them.

He felt her gentle fingers wrap about his naked member and he sucked in a breath. This was not a dream.

"Ali," he breathed.

She kissed him quiet. "Shhh," she whispered.

She shifted, lifted herself up a little onto her knees, and sank tender flesh down on him at a pace that made his blood run cold. "Oh God," he gasped. Her face was hidden away from his, her lips caressing his forehead. The tightness of her was almost strangling. Trey could feel her trembling and hear her lips spreading over her teeth to wence. When her hand proved only to be in the way she brought it back up hold his shoulder while she settled herself softly above him and to when he assumed was the back of her... or the bottom... maybe the top from that angle.

She made a feminine noise of discomfort or pleasure and then attempted to move atop him. He sat up and he heard rather than saw her lips spread and a huff of fullness escape her. Their chests pressed together again in the upright position and Ali's unbearable squeeze sent his eyes to the back of his head. His hands filled with her dress and he pulled the soft fabric up. Ali lifted her hands and the material slid over her head.