They are fighting again. I hear them through the wall. Well, its her I hear. Nagging and raveing. He is always so calm. He's so sweet and kind. I dream of him. Expecially nights like this. Wishing I could show him the love he deserves.
But, why can't I? I sit up in my bed. With my hand on the wall between us just as something crashes into it. I hear the glass break and peices fall to the floor. The door slams is he gone. I hear her shreik from the other room. Where is he? I press my hand harder hopeing for a sign.
I hear his headboard hit the wall. He is there, I let out a sign. He's mumbleing, did I hear right? 'Why can't I just die?' To my balcony I creep. I can't let him go on. I am afraid for him.
I go over the rail that seperates his from mine. Passing the window where I know he sleeps. The curtians are drawn but the window is cracked as it always is. She is quiet. I peer through the blinds into the living room. She is on the couch. Sleeping pills lay beside her. I see the gentle movement of her breatheing. She is asleep.
Back to his window. I sit and listen his breatheing gets regular and I decide it is time.
Through the window I go, careful to not make a sound. He lays on his back, arms over his head. What a beautiful body, I think in my head.
I cross the room to stand beside the bed. His scent intoxicates me. His manhood lays limp bared for me to see.
I slowly run my fingers across his shaft. A low moan escapes his lips but he does not awaken. I feel braver now and deepen my caresses. I feel his cock start to harden in my hand. He moans again and arches his back like he wants me to take it deeper. He wispers a name. I freeze, My knees feel weak. Can it be? Does he dream of me too? I stroke him, as he sleeps, untill he is hard as I move over him his eyes fly wide. I lay a finger over his lips as I slip him inside.
A moan escapes me as he grabs my thighs. Moving his hands up caressing my body as they move, he winds his hand trough my hair and pulls me down. He puts his lips to mine. We are both frantic with need,as our tounges dance. We match each other stroke for stroke. Fast and long, I feel him pounding into me. I cannot stop I sit back my back arched as I look into his eyes. The most wonderful feeling pours trough me as I begin to fall. I have never felt anything so stongly, he pumps into me harder and I climb again. Just as I expload his grip tightens on me he let's go of all he was holding as we cum together.
I lay over on his chest. And feel his heart beating madly. His hands come up to run through my hair. Pulling me up to face him. He looks into my eyes.
"I was dreaming of you, in this very spot. You are the girl of my dreams you have haunted me for far too long."
But, why can't I? I sit up in my bed. With my hand on the wall between us just as something crashes into it. I hear the glass break and peices fall to the floor. The door slams is he gone. I hear her shreik from the other room. Where is he? I press my hand harder hopeing for a sign.
I hear his headboard hit the wall. He is there, I let out a sign. He's mumbleing, did I hear right? 'Why can't I just die?' To my balcony I creep. I can't let him go on. I am afraid for him.
I go over the rail that seperates his from mine. Passing the window where I know he sleeps. The curtians are drawn but the window is cracked as it always is. She is quiet. I peer through the blinds into the living room. She is on the couch. Sleeping pills lay beside her. I see the gentle movement of her breatheing. She is asleep.
Back to his window. I sit and listen his breatheing gets regular and I decide it is time.
Through the window I go, careful to not make a sound. He lays on his back, arms over his head. What a beautiful body, I think in my head.
I cross the room to stand beside the bed. His scent intoxicates me. His manhood lays limp bared for me to see.
I slowly run my fingers across his shaft. A low moan escapes his lips but he does not awaken. I feel braver now and deepen my caresses. I feel his cock start to harden in my hand. He moans again and arches his back like he wants me to take it deeper. He wispers a name. I freeze, My knees feel weak. Can it be? Does he dream of me too? I stroke him, as he sleeps, untill he is hard as I move over him his eyes fly wide. I lay a finger over his lips as I slip him inside.
A moan escapes me as he grabs my thighs. Moving his hands up caressing my body as they move, he winds his hand trough my hair and pulls me down. He puts his lips to mine. We are both frantic with need,as our tounges dance. We match each other stroke for stroke. Fast and long, I feel him pounding into me. I cannot stop I sit back my back arched as I look into his eyes. The most wonderful feeling pours trough me as I begin to fall. I have never felt anything so stongly, he pumps into me harder and I climb again. Just as I expload his grip tightens on me he let's go of all he was holding as we cum together.
I lay over on his chest. And feel his heart beating madly. His hands come up to run through my hair. Pulling me up to face him. He looks into my eyes.
"I was dreaming of you, in this very spot. You are the girl of my dreams you have haunted me for far too long."
