Wakefulness
Suitable for adult readers. This story is fantasy, a work of fiction and should be treated as such. Characters, events, brands and incidents are products of the author's fantasy. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is entirely erotic fiction. Copyright 2024 Leather and Lace.
I gently begin to wake up when the dream I was having quickly fades from my eyes and mind. I try to cling to the memory because it was such a good dream, when I notice a heaviness in my stomach and a heat deep between my legs. Laying on my side I am halfway between sleep and wakefulness. I arch my back so I can rub my thighs together, the friction adding to the heat.
A sound of wanting leaves my body as I feel your bare skin slide against mine pressing your hips to me. Your hand finds its' way between my legs as your finger tips touch my sex, searching. Finding my clit I release a sigh pressing back against you feeling tendrils of pleasure. Sliding a finger into my wetness, you laugh discovering the answer to the question of what I was dreaming about. Returning to my clit I strain towards you. My eyes still closed, pleasure builds in me as I drift closer to sleep. Circling my clit you watch how my body responds to your touch and soon I find myself at an edge. Your breath is at my ear as your fingers slide inside me once again. And abruptly your touch is gone.