Maria sat in mass, trying so hard to concentrate on her prayers like the other nuns and postulants, but she couldn't get the Captain out of her mind. Ever since she left the VonTrapp villa, he was all she could think about, with his dark hair, blue eyes, and his soft yet strong hands. She could still remember how they felt when they were joined with her own as they danced the Ländler. Oh, how she wished she could be that close to him again. She started to get lost in her thoughts as she imagined how his hands would feel as they slowly travelled up her thighs and torso, how her lips would feel locked with his, if his hands slowly made their way back down her flat stomach to the sacred place between her legs.
She was suddenly knocked out of her fantasies when the choir started to sing. She blushed a deep shade of crimson as she came back to her senses and realised where she was. Her heart was racing and her breathing was shallow. This was not the appropriate place for her to be having such sinful thoughts.
"Maria, are you okay dear?" Whispered one of the older nuns who was sitting beside her. Maria discreetly nodded her head, then quietly excused herself, she needed to cool off, as she felt very warm all of a sudden.
She ran out into the courtyard, took off her wimple and sat down on one of the small wooden benches. Eventually she managed to slow down her heartbeat, and started to question herself.
Why was she feeling these things? Why was she having such sinful dreams that she couldn't control? And why did she feel weak at the knees every time she thought of him? She had one explanation, which is what the Baroness had told her. She had said she was in love with him, but she didn't want to believe it, besides how would she even know what love feels like, she had never been in love before.
Maria sighed to herself, before rising to her feet. She decided that she needed to have a day out, to pre-occupy herself with something and keep her mind from wondering off to dream land every few minutes and the tall, handsome Captain who lived there. A day out in Salzburg, that's definitely what she needed, she would speak to the Reverend Mother in the morning.
Maria started to stroll through the Abbey corridors towards her postulants cell, she couldn't wait to get into bed, she wanted the morning to come as soon as possible, it was her favourite part of the day. Maria slipped under the thin, cotton bedcovers and closed her eyes, in the hope of getting some sleep, but every time she closed her eyes, guess who she saw. Why couldn't he get out of her head, for one night, just so she could get a good nights sleep, she thought. She let out a long sigh and attempted, for a second time to get to sleep.
He pushed her up against the wall, trapping her body with his. She shivered as his skilful hands wandered around her back to undo the buttons on her floor-length nightgown. When he peeled it away from her body, he captured her lips with his, to muffle her soft groans. As soon as he had discarded her of her bra and nightgown, his lips where on her, kissing his way down her neck, and along her collarbone. Maria tilted her head back to grant him better access, all the while threading her nimble fingers through his soft brown locks. Maria thought she would expire right there, when he kissed and sucked on her breasts. She felt the pleasure all the way down to her toes.
Georg completely shocked her when he gathered her in his arms and laid her down in the bed. He covered her body with his own, and rested himself in between her legs. Maria pushed her hands on the small of his back, as if trying to get closer to him somehow. The Captain took this as a sign and rapidly stood up and removed all of his clothing, expect his boxers. Then he moved back over to Maria and dragged her now soaking wet panties, down her long, smooth legs. Seeing how much she needed him, he muffled her small yelp of surprise with his mouth as he moved a finger into her folds, and then he added a second and moved his hand slowly and torturously. Maria moaned loudly. He looked down to see her head thrown back against the pillows and a look of complete pleasure on her face. When he stilled his movements Maria opened her eyes and gave him a look of confusion, then she realised what he was doing as he was standing up and pushing down his boxers. He rejoined her on the bed and got himself into position, then all at once her moved inside of her.
"Oh my Ca-captain!" Maria screamed incoherently and she tried to get a grip of the pleasure she was feeling. "Maria!" Was his breathy reply. She was approaching climax, when he quickened his pace...
Maria bolted upright, breathing very heavily and covered in a thin layer of sweat. Trying to recover from the very graphic dream she had just experienced, she ran into the small bathroom, and threw water on her face, trying desperately to cool herself down. Yet another nights sleep ruined because of the Captain invading her dreams.
Maria decided she couldn't go back to sleep, so she sat on her bed and decided to read the book that she had sneaked under her pillow from the Captain's library when she was at the villa. She hoped that she would get over him, how will she ever sleep again if this keeps happening?