I dreamt you were just in my bed, you’d come to spend the night.
You lay next to me and whispered in my ear about wanting to experience the things with me.
You wanted my mouth on you.
You wanted me to taste you.
I kissed your neck and ran my hand down you, touching your erection. I could feel the heat radiating from you.
I stroked you under the covers.
You hesitated before kissing me. Like you weren’t sure if it was the right move. Putting your hand on my cheek as I moved into you, closer, you kissed me.
I moved your hand so you were touching yourself while I began to touch myself. We held eye contact, touching ourselves with my lips at your erection.
I kissed down you, putting my mouth on every inch of skin I could find.
I took you in my mouth. You moved your hand from my cheek to my head. Twisting your fingers in my hair.
I used my lips, my tongue, my mouth to make you moan.
I watched you close your eyes, sink into the feeling of me between your legs.
You raised your hips to meet my mouth, thrusting into me as you held my head.
You whimpered as you got close, your breathing becoming heavier. Finally, letting out a moan as you came in my mouth. Fingers still wrapped in my hair.