28. Chase
Chase
There’s a soft, warm body pressed against me. Pressed against my hard dick. And I’m helpless to stop myself from pressing back.
A sexy moan fills my ears, and the scent of vanilla fills my nose, and my dick wants to get closer.
My hips are in agreement because they’re jerking forward, thrusting my hard length against the plush swells encasing it.
A shudder rolls through me, pre-come oozing from the throbbing tip of my dick and I slide my arms up, my hands finding plump, weighty flesh.
That moan sounds again and my dick twitches. My hips buck.
I must be dreaming.
I haven’t had sex in months. Not since…
The woman in bed with me arches her back, pops that sweet ass against my straining dick and all bets are off.
If this is a dream, I’m taking advantage of it and getting what I want.
And even though my dream girl doesn’t smell like Gem I’m going to pretend that’s who I’m touching.
Soft and sweet and so responsive, dream Gem is everything I knew she’d be. Moaning and moving and pushing into my hands—my dick—dream Gem is riding the wave of lust with me.
My hips keep thrusting, my hands keep roaming, and when it gets too much, I roll, press her beneath me as I work my legs between hers.
Hands on her hips, I tilt them until my dick slips between hot slick folds.
Dream Gem’s moan fills my ears, and a growl rumbles in my chest. We’re moving together now, rocking back and forth, my dick getting harder, her pussy getting wetter.
I’m not inside her. Not yet. I’m pumping between her legs, dragging my shaft through her swollen, slippery flesh until we’re both soaked and breathing hard.
It’s a simple lift and punch, and I’m balls deep inside her.
Surrounded by heat. Clenched tight within her pulsing pussy. Her silky muscles holding me still.
But only for a second, because the throbbing need in my dick can’t be ignored, not now I’m finally where I’ve dreamed of being.
Pulling back, I shunt forward, hard, and impale her again. And again.
The moans and groans are echoing around me, threatening to pull me from this incredible dream, and I clamp my eyes shut tighter. Thrust my hips faster. Harder.
And when the pleasure finally breaks me, hits the peak of my resistance, when the blaze of lust is too hot, too sharp, I shove a hand beneath her and pinch her clit.
It’s like a short wick on a stick of dynamite.
Boom!
Pleasure explodes through my balls and up my dick.
Explodes inside the hot pussy clamping me tighter than a vise.
Our rhythm is manic.
Stuttered and desperate.
Raking in the last of the sensations as satisfaction starts to numb my limbs.
Breathing hard, gasping for air that’s filled with sex and vanilla, I manage to mutter, “I love you, Gem,” before the blackness of blissed out sleep takes me under.