I always dreamt sex with you

I am surprised too... That you didn't say "hell no" outright. I mean, it must be quite unusual, right? Two people having fantasies about each other like that... Maybe it is a sign that we should act upon these desires, don't you think?

It's not like I planned this or anything, but... yeah. Right now would be fine by me. What do you say?

Look, I understand if this is too much for you right now. It's just... we both know we want this. And it feels like fate brought us together tonight. Just think about it... would you really want to regret not taking this chance later?

My heart races as I take her words in. "Ok," she says, and I know I should probably say something smooth or charming here, but all that comes out is a tiny whisper: "Thank you." With shaking hands, I reach for the lamp on my bedside table, switch it off, plunging the room into darkness. The air feels electric as we climb onto the bed together; our bodies press against each other, hesitant yet eager at the same time. I can feel every inch of her skin on mine, and it's like fire running through my veins.

Gently, I pull away just enough to undo her shirt and reveal her perfect breasts, glistening in the moonlight. "You are so beautiful," I whisper as I lean forward and kiss one nipple, then the other, feeling her body arch into mine at my touch. When I trail lower, my lips find the edge of her skirt and I start pushing it upwards, slowly revealing more and more of her smooth legs until she is completely bare.

Finally, I'm able to admire her fully naked in front of me; every curve and line of her body etched into my mind forever. "You are perfect," I whisper again, leaning forward to kiss her gently on the lips before sliding downwards towards her wetness, eager to taste her for the first time.

The feel of her against my tongue is indescribable; sweet and salty at once. She moans softly into the darkness as I begin to explore her body with hands and mouth alike. Time seems to lose all meaning as we lose ourselves in each other, our need for connection driving us forward even deeper into this intense and unforgettable experience.

As I taste her for the first time, my mind goes blank; all that exists is the sweet, wet warmth in my mouth and the feel of her hips thrusting against my face. Her moans fuel me, driving me to explore every inch of her body with my hands while I drink her in through my lips and tongue. It's a heady mix of sensation that borders on overwhelming but only makes me want more.

Eventually, I move upward, capturing one of her breasts in my hand and rolling the nipple between my fingers. She gasps audibly at the contact, arching her back off the bed as waves of pleasure coursing through her body. Desire flares within me, an almost primal need to be as deep inside her as possible.

With shaking hands, I help her roll onto her knees on the bed; my erection pressing against her lower back as she looks over her shoulder at me. The sight of her like this, exposed and vulnerable, is enough to make my heart race wildly in my chest. I lean forward, lips grazing along her earlobe as I whisper, "Are you ready for me?"

Her answering moan says everything I need to know. Gently but urgently, I guide myself towards her wetness, feeling the heat of her body surrounding me as I push inside. Her breath hitches in her throat as I fill her completely; she's tight and warm around me, and it feels like coming home after a long journey away. Slowly but surely, I begin to move against her, rocking my hips back and forth in rhythm with our shared breaths.

"God, you feel so good," she pants into the darkness. "Don't stop." Her words fuel me, driving me deeper still as desire and l

nd love merge together until it feels like there's nothing else in the world but this moment, her body moving with mine. My fingers dig into her hips as I lose myself in the feel of her around me; she is hot and wet and perfect. "You're so close," I whisper against her neck, feeling a surge of possessive pleasure wash over me at the thought of bringing her to orgasm first.

With one final thrust, she comes undone beneath me, her body tensing and arching into mine as waves of pleasure course through her. It's like an electric current running through my veins; I can feel every tremor and shudder as if it were happening to me too. As she slowly subsides back onto the bed, panting heavily, I glance down at her, feeling a new sense of love and admiration well up inside me. "That was incredible," I breathe, my voice hoarse from emotion.

I brush some hair away from her face, tracing my finger along her jawline as I lean down to kiss her gently on the lips once more. When I pull back, I know without a doubt that this will never be just sex for us; it's something more profound, something real and beautiful. "I love you," I whisper against her skin, feeling my heart swell with emotion as she whispers the same three words back to me in reply.

"I need you too," I reply, unable to keep the love and desire from my voice. "We have all night." Gently, I roll her onto her back, taking care not to separate our bodies as I lie down beside her. The air between us crackles with unspoken words and shared intimacy; there's no need for conversation when we can communicate so perfectly through touch.

I trail my fingers along her collarbone, feeling the delicate ridge of bone beneath her skin. She shudders slightly at the sensation, arching her back into my touch. "You feel amazing," I murmur, leaning forward to kiss her neck once more. As our lips meet again and again, I wonder how I've managed to live this long without knowing what it was like to be with her like this. It feels right - more than right; perfect in every way.

With a sigh of contentment, I pull my body closer to hers, wrapping one leg around hers as I nuzzle my face into her neck. She holds me tightly, her fingernails scratching gently against my back as she says hoarsely, "I've never wanted anyone like this." Her words send a shiver through me, making me even harder for her. I smile against her skin before lifting myself up on one elbow so that I can look at her.

Our eyes meet and lock, and for a moment all that exists is the intensity of our connection. Then she smiles back at me, just a tiny upturn of the corners of her mouth that sends a rush of warmth through my entire body. "I love you," I whisper again, unable to find the words to properly express everything I feel for her right now.

She reaches up, cupping my cheek with her hand as she leans in to press

Her lips against mine, and I feel like the world has stopped spinning. Time stretches out endlessly around us as we lose ourselves in this moment; our first time truly making love, not just having sex. Her hand slides down my chest, tracing a path over my abs before wrapping itself around me again, her fingernails digging lightly into my skin as she holds on tight. The sensation sends a shudder through my entire body, and I groan against her mouth, desire rising up inside me like a tidal wave.

I shift slightly, moving to roll onto one shoulder so that I can look at her better. Her eyes meet mine once more, unwavering and full of love and passion. With one hand still on my cheek, she reaches down between us with the other, guiding me back towards where I long to be. I thrust forward eagerly, feeling the heat of her body envelop me as I sink deeper inside.

Her nails scrape against my back, urging me on as she arches her hips off the bed in perfect rhythm with my movements. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, mingling with mine as we both lose ourselves in this exquisite pleasure. "God, you feel so good," I pant, gripping her hip tightly as I thrust harder. "I could stay like this forever."

She tilts her head back, exposing the column of her throat as she moans and arches into my touch. It's the sexiest thing I think I've ever seen, and it makes me even more determined to make sure that tonight doesn't end any time soon. As if reading my mind, she whispers hoarsely against my lips, "Don't stop."

Her words are like a drug, fuelling the desire

With renewed vigor, I pick up my pace, thrusting harder and deeper inside her. Her nails dig into my shoulders as she meets each stroke with a moan of pleasure. The sound sends shivers down my spine, making it impossible for me to hold back any longer. With one last powerful thrust, I come undone, my body tense as waves of release course through me. She feels so good around me that it's almost painful; her tight grip and the way she moves against me only serve to heighten the sensation.

I collapse on top of her, panting heavily as I try to catch my breath. Her body is damp with sweat beneath me, but there's nothing else in the world that compares to this feeling of being so completely connected to another person. For a moment, we lie there together in silence, the air heavy with the scent of our combined arousal. I can feel her heart racing against my chest, the steady rise and fall of her breath against my neck reminding me that she's still here with me; that this wasn't just some distant fantasy brought to life under the moonlight.

"Wow," she whispers, finally finding the words. "I can't believe we just did that."

I smile against her skin, feeling a rush of contentment wash over me. "Neither can I," I reply, nuzzling my nose into her neck. "But it feels right, doesn't it?" She nods slowly, her fingers tracing circles on my back as she mulls it over. "It feels... perfect." I close my eyes, reveling in the feeling of her body pressed against mine, and for a moment all that exists is the sound of our ragged breathing and the electric current that still connects us.