He ran his hands through the long, slightly damp hair, and a sense of satisfaction settled deep within him. He hummed and held her close, tightening his arms and relishing the warm and soft body against him.
He couldn’t help but inhale the familiar jasmine scent deeply. He just loved this! He had embedded her features deep in his mind, so he did not mind much that the room was dark.
He lifted her chin and kissed the soft, succulent lips, involuntary releasing a sigh of satisfaction.
’This is where I belong!’ He thought as he flipped her onto her back in one fluid movement. He could feel her lips widen a bit from his action, and this caused him to frown a bit, biting her lips as a result.
He smoothened the bite mark and sought entry into her with his tongue, which she readily obliged.
He held both of her arms above her head, and his other hand fervently groped her in the dark. He needed no light source for this. Ian continued to kiss her crazy, his hand becoming more wicked with its descent. It traced lazy circles on her bared tummy and inched upwards towards the now perky nipples. Without faltering, he tore the flimsy top that separated them. She had no bra on... just the way he liked her.
The cold air on her further hardened the nipples into two rigid, firm peeks. She writhed under him in absolute bliss.
The other senses heightened more without the sense of sight, and soon, both of them let out moaning sounds.
His urgency increased, and his calloused, big hands inched and tweaked the nipples, playing with them until he felt her start to rub her thighs together.
He paused and placed his forehead on hers, both taking in shuddering breaths.
She whimpered for what she was missing, and his rich chuckle filled the room.
He traced a slow, tantalizing path with his finger from her forehead, through the valley between her breasts, down the belly button, and before she realised, he had ripped off her bottoms too, leaving her naked and vulnerable before him. He itched to turn on the lights to savour the sight of her gorgeous naked body, but he felt reluctant to even move an inch from where she was.
His breathing pace increased with a rapid rising and falling of his chest. He felt like a hungry animal with his prey prepped and ready for him. Her small whimpers and sounds tuned him on more, feeling himself above to burst out of his own shorts.
He stopped her hands, which passed him to cover her pussy. He kissed the hand as she tightly clenched her thighs together.
Ian lightly caressed her thighs, feeling her let out an erotic shudder. He continued teasing her with his hand and tongue until she was a miserable, emotional and writhing mess.
Suddenly, he bared out her thighs wide open and buried his nose within her wet and dripping folds.
"Ah!" A loud shriek left her.
"I-an, Ian, what are you doing?!"
He felt himself salivate from the pleasant, luscious scent that only belonged to her. He raised his head briefly only to answer her question,
She never finished her statement as she felt his tongue lightly brush over clit.
He did not need to rush. A slow torture began for her. He teased her clit and ran his tongue over her wet pussy.
"Ahhhh!!! I-an! Pl-ea-"
He was consumed with instincts only at this moment and nothing else. He finally gave her what she was waiting for. He held down her writhing thighs and latched his mouth over her clit, licking and eating it out as he had promised.
She made incoherent sounds, and he felt her gush out with fluids as she climaxed in his mouth. Ian smiled in satisfaction.
He knelt on the bed and gazed at the outline of the spent girl. He let out his member and rubbed it up and down, anticipating what was to come.
He pulled her closer and entered her in one strong swoop, both of them screaming at the same time.
Ian woke up with a start. Sweat poured off himself. Surprisingly, his member was as hard as a rock. Ian had never had such an intense sexual dream that spilt into reality to have that lasting physical reaction.
He rubbed his hands over his face and fell back on the bed. Even though he had not seen the girl’s face, he knew who it was without a doubt!
This had placed a huge block in his heart, and he did not know how to circumvent this. He did not want to go to sleep again. Sleep had been his escape to see his beloved Aliya over the past months after she was no more, but now he had lost even that... over a girl, he did not know nor could even recognize.
After that girl left the night before, he had this dream every time he closed his eyes. It was becoming so frustrating. He was now at war with himself. His heart was in shambles. His mind was all about Aliya, and his body craved the unknown girl.
It had taken all his self-control the night before to drive her out. He had never longed for a girl other than Aliya, so he had no idea what to make of this. He also felt that he was betraying Aliya’s memories.
’If I can’t hold on to a mere memory, then what was my use in loving her?’ He drew the covers tightly around him as he started getting colder.
He inched towards the end of the bed and stepped off to use the bathroom, still keeping the covers on himself. His member was still as hard as a rock, and it was getting painful. He needed a way to relieve himself but could not summon the strength to do so. A wave of dizziness washed over him as he stood to his full height.
He had been used to the dizzy waves for days now, so he did not bother. But as he took one step, he felt his balance tilt as if the world around him was moving. He had no strength to do anything. His last thoughts before he slammed hard on the ground were:
"How was she able to get into my room? Was it her? Is it really her? That cannot be!"
He hit the floor hard, losing complete consciousness and everything fading into nothingness before him.
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