Dreamer’s Dream – Chapter 1

As he lays close to me and scoops his arm under my neck curling into my body and his heat comes to me through the sheets… his breath close to my ears. I turn my face to him to catch a kiss, the connection as always takes my breath away, i feel close, safe, sensations of sweetness touches my toes up to my finger tips.

He pulls back the sheets that separates us as I reach towards him, to touch his skin with the softest hairs that scatter his chest and a trail leading me down to my craving. Turning my hips to be closer face to face, chest to chest like those delious hugs i get from him, where i feel his heart beating, his blood flowing up to his lips as we kiss. If i bit his lip i would taste part of him that beat through his heart.

His hands start to wander touching me soothing my muscles with his heat and his desire. His finger tease me, i push my hips toward them, they push me down…i comply, he tells me to just be, relax, just feel…no expectations.

Having expectations really ruin the moment as they are, wanting an outcome, wanting more than what’s there, hmm… I guess that’s always an issue, but what if you thought about it another way, what if, all was a blessing and if i have this moment it was one special moment as it is. If there’s expectations then it’s ruined…

Sex has a way of progressing, the build, the layers, the moments of oh yes touch me like that again and again…the look into the eyes and the moments of connection. We live so unconnected in our world and crave connection. There’s always a chance that these moments will change us…for the better, stretch us further into new directions and shoot us to our potential.