You grip my hips, your fingers sinking into the flesh there. I whimper, lifting my butt from the mattress. You laugh, a low throaty sound of triumph. You know you have me. The battle has been won and I am not the victor. No matter how I try, I cannot escape this.
You move over me, staring down into my eyes, commanding me to look at you without saying a word. There are no words necessary. Not at this moment in time. This is what it is. Carnal. Undeniable. No matter how I try, I cannot escape this.
Have I tried? Have I?
The sweat beads on our flesh. We move as one, your hands sliding over my breasts, my shoulders. Holding me still as you enter me. One long, slow thrust that claims me. Owned. Caught. Even though I know this is all a dream, just a goddamn dream, I moan and you laugh again, your lips on my throat.
“Did you really think you could deny this?” you whisper in my ear, cupping my breast with one strong hand as the other smoothes down to my arse. “Did you really want to?”
I let out a hitched cry. I had.
But I have no defense against my dreams, and in my dreams, you conquer me.
And take the spoils of war. Over and over and over again.
October 24th, 2009 at 6:33 pm
Absolutely luscious. Delicious. I really want to see more…*WEG*