As I laid in bed awake one evening my mind couldn't help but to wander. First to the different sensations going about the room. The darkness, the cool breeze from the fan as the air conditioned wind danced across my skin and through my hair. And as I lay there longer, unable to sleep, thoughts of you entered my mind. Innocent enough at first. How we met and what happened in that fateful encounter that would change our perspective on life forever. You know, normal thoughts that you seem to have when you can't turn your brain off? But then my mind thought of the touch of your skin, the sounds you make, and the scratches you left. For a brief moment I felt I could hear your moaning in my ear. My dick grew hard instantly at the sound. But it was late. I couldn't possibly cum in time to be awake and ready for my day tomorrow. As I lay there feeling like there's no point trying to sleep, I drifted off into the night.
I awoke some time later. Thinking that I had heard something. I listened carefully before attempting to go back to sleep. And then I smelled it. Your scent filling my lungs. My heart raced. Could it be true? You've come to see me as both my mind and dick had longed for before entering the comfort of my dreams? I found it impossible to see at first. And then I felt your touch. Unmistakable in the way you caress my body and soul both at the same time. Kissing, and the heavy touching, I felt how wet you were already. All of our clothes off in an instant.