Dream (2)

My hazy features refused to come into focus, but my eyes remained clear and deep blue as I gazed at her. I tried to inch away, still fearful, but my limbs refused to cooperate. Leaning closer, the man covered my mouth with his and kissed me softly.

I knew I was dreaming, but everything felt so real. The roughness of his hand against my skin, the warmth of his breath, the softness of his lips... I felt myself relaxing and sighing as I sank into the kiss. It was strange how the nightmare had turned into a sex dream, but I was ready to enjoy the fantasy my mind was creating.

Suddenly, our location changed. Now in my bed at the cabin, the man was still with me, kissing me passionately. The heat between us was intense as his hands explored my body. His touch sent shivers down my spine, and I gave in to the pleasure he was giving me.

As he trailed kisses down my body, I moaned in delight. His touch was electrifying, and I arched my back in anticipation. When his fingers finally found their