Moonlight Magic

She rolled over and fluffed her pillow, the house silent while all others dreamed, enjoying deep slumber. Her eyes briefly opening, as she heard the front door close with the softest click. Her imagination getting the best of her, she dismissed the faint sound and relaxed in the warmth of her bed, drifting off to sleep.

She slept soundly for a while as the dream began to weave it's magic. Slowly, gently gaining purpose. Moving in the shadows of consciousness it deftly came into full focus. As it spoke to her in soft whispers, she responded completely both body and mind. "Come to Me" it beckoned, pleaded, demanded and then with a low pitched growl of satisfaction it took her as she willingly set her feet to the floor, following the path laid out before her.

It was He who came to her in the dream, this Man who had dominated her waking moments over the past few weeks. He awakened desires she had thought had long gone dormant. Releasing the passion that she smothered within herself. Lately she had found herself stumbling around, high on these wondrous new feelings stirring inside her.

Now He found a way inside, invading her sleeping mind with His endless treasure trove of forbidden pleasures.

Moaning softly, the seductive dance beginning every so slowly, feeling the press of a kiss on her lips, following the path of her jaw, kissing and licking His way to her ear. His breath warm, causing shivers of pleasure to course through her. The nibble of her earlobe driving her senseless with desire, her body writhing for His touch, aching for the warmth of His palm as it slides over her sunkissed flesh.

Arching her back, whimpering when He complies, moving a hand lightly and with familiar knowledge, over her sleep warm skin. Lingering for brief moments over sensitive areas, leaving a trail of searing desire.

He sucks gently on her earlobe, nuzzling His face into the slender column of her neck. She shivers with pleasure, every nerve on fire, thighs tightly clenched, nipples erect, tingling as they rub against the silky smooth satin of her gown. His kisses sweep lower, down into the swells of her breasts, centering on one, mouth wetting the satin so it clings to her turgid nipple, sucking deeply for a few moments before pulling ever so gently with His lips. He stops at times, letting warm breath brush over the damp fabric.

His dark and smoldering eyes lifting to watch her intently, measuring each of her reactions to His touch. His hand running over her quivering belly, down along the inside of her thigh, touching everywhere, yet avoiding the warm wet flesh of her cunt. A bare brush of fingertips at times, making her tremble and squirm in her need.

A voice...His voice... murmuring, asking questions, telling her exactly what He wanted and planned to do, adding to her arousal. A ragged breath into her lungs, her skin becoming ultra sensitive to each caress, waiting longingly for the next touch, the next word that He utters. Gasping as He cups her mound, sliding one finger along the swollen lips, curling above the opening to her silky canal.

Blushing, feeling the heat spread down her neck, knowing He can feel how wet she is, pushing hips upwards to feel the pressure of His palm on her stiff, throbbing clit.

A chuckle,"Is there something you want?" His voice sounding pleased with her reaction. "Well?" He asks again, confident in her reply. "Tell Me" He demands with stern calmness.

Showing Him with her body, softly moaning and moving restlessly against the warmth of His.

He slips one finger quickly inside of her, allowing the knuckle of His thumb to find its way between her lips and brush briefly against the hard nub that lay hidden between. Relishing the response, the quickening undulation of her hips, so much so He slides another finger inside the steaming furnace of her sheath, moving them slightly, sending ripples of pleasure through her body. Slowly easing them in and out mimicking the movements of love.

Fastening His mouth on her breast, sucking hard, feeding, making her body surge upward with pleasure. He stops only when He feels her cunt squeeze His fingers, the beginning of an orgasm building.

Gazing into her face, eyes taking in her flushed cheeks, ragged pants, the way her hair curls around her face, sticking to the dampness of her skin, tangling as it splays across her shoulders. He lifts a golden curl to rub the hair between His fingers.

"Tell Me" He whispers, "Tell Me what you want," no longer teasing, wanting her to voice her desire. Gathering a few more curls within His grasp, wrapping them around His hand, tugging, not to inflict pain, but to draw her attention.

"I want You," she gasped arching her body against His wantonly.

His voice deep, dark...growling, "I am going to make you cum and cum and cum some more, but how? How do you want Me?" He began to thrust His fingers deeper into her wetness, watching her eyes, the flickering flames of passion that always drew Him to her...hearing her soft whimpers...like music to His ears.

She runs her hands wildly over His muscular body, tugging Him closer, feeling His cock rub against her belly. She wanted Him, to feel Him inside her. Wiggling down to align their faces, giving a tender kiss, tugging on His lower lip as she gives a raspy whisper, "fuck me"...hand reaching down to wrap around His cock, squeezing and guiding it to her juicy cunt lips.

"Take me...now!!", her breath falling warmly over His lips, stirred to passions heights by the desire showing in His eyes.

A smile tugging at the corners of her lips, as she hears His oath, rubbing the crown up and down along her slit, coating it with her juices until she can wait no longer, pulling her knees up as she feels Him glide inside, wrapping her legs tightly around His waist, forcing Him to hold perfectly still, reveling in the fullness buried deeply within.

He holds His body still, quietly granting her request...knowing that there wasn't anything she would deny him. She was His for the taking, yet it was her obvious pleasure in Him that was the ultimate turn on. The knowledge that He could make her cum over and over again in a myriad of ways made Him ache with the thought.

He moved with care, slowly pushing Himself inside her, pulling back...watching for the tell tale signs that she wanted more. Finally feeling the subtle difference in her clenching cunt, demanding more ...He begins thrusting mindlessly into her, His balls slapping against her ass as He plants himself so deeply into her. "Tell Me..tell Me you love it," uttered between thrusts, knowing by her movements that she gloried in every move, but wanting to hear it all the same.

"Yessssss," gasping as He slids between her legs, "Yes, I love it, love You" moaning as her cunt clamps around His stabbing cock, swift clenches, designed to milk His meat, drawing His seed from His sacs. Tingles of electric shocks center in her belly, clinging to Him as He pumps harder, making her orgasm roll over and over her body, again she reaches that height, that pinacle. Teeth biting into her bottom lip as she cums, her body lunging upward, screaming "Yessssssssssssss"

His voice echoing as she feels Him release, erupting, sending His seed deeply inside of her waiting womb. Breathlessly, she opens her eyes, gazing up into His warm brown ones...

Her body trembling, heart beating erractically within her chest...passion spent, yet her gaze stays locked with His..feeling every inch of His body molded against hers...feeling the tremors of His cock still imbedded within.

Lifts her head, a soft caress of His lips, tasting them, knowing He must depart despite the hunger that grows in the pit of her belly for Him again.

How had this particular Man whittled His way into her heart? His touch sending her body into wonderous heights of passion. He says nothing...merely returns the kiss, a murmur of goodnight...and He's gone...leaving her body, but residing within her heart.

Lacie