Where was I? I couldn't tell, I felt like I knew this place, but I couldn't get myself to remember it. I was in a dark room, well it seemed dark to my eyes, but I wasn't sure. Everything seemed so blurry; it looked like I was in a garage, or maybe an old storage place. There was a car parked in there, but there was no one around, or so I thought.
"Emma, you're here", I heard a man say, I turned around but I couldn't see anything.
"Who are you? Where are you? Why can't I see you?" I ask, starting to get panicked.
"So many questions love, let's answer them one by one. First, you know who I am, Second, I'm right here, focus and you'll see me, just focus." The man said. His voice sent chills up to my spine, but I wasn't frightened of him. I did as I was told and started to focus, I knew I was dreaming so I thought that nothing would happen to me here. That's when I saw him, I forgot how to breathe, and everything around me seemed to fade. I could only see him, his blue eyes made me think of crystals, they looked so pure but at the same time so devilish. He had dark hair, almost black long enough for me to want to touch them. His face mesmerized me, I couldn't look away, who was he?
As if he read my thoughts, he started to walk towards me; my heart was pounding in my chest, I was beginning to be hot all over. He stopped when he was inches away from my face, I could feel his hot breathe, smell his musky sent. He bent down so his lips were almost touching mine; "touch me, I know you're craving it", he whispered softly before kissing me gently. In a dream, you aren't supposed to feel anything, but his lips were burning on mine, and all my resistance melt away. My hands went to his hair, touching it, I pulled him closer to me, crashing my body into his, feeling his hands all over my body. I felt his hand gripping my bottom, grinding me against his erection. Damn, this guy was huge; I moaned against his mouth and bit softly on his lower lip which made him groan in satisfaction. He pushed me against the nearest wall, and ripped my tank top, his mouth found my nipple and he sucked hard into it, I moaned loudly and arched my back to him, showing him that I wanted so much more. He bit my nipple hard enough to make me scream not so much in pain, but more in pleasure. My panties were soaking wet, I ached down there and if he didn't do anything to help it, I thought I would die.
"Please..." I begged, I wasn't the kind of girl who begged for anything, but right then, I needed relief. He looked at me and I saw heat and pure desire in his eyes. He was struggling as much as I was.
"Please what Emma? Tell me what you want," he said in a low voice full of longing.
