To some of you, this story may look familiar lol. I decided to delete the old version and rewrite the whole thing because the oldest version was horrible, my writing was just bad but now I know better and wanted to give it another try. I hope you guys like it.
Chapter 1: Woman of My Dreams
Fitz quickly shut his eyes when he felt her lips at the base of his neck.
Their naked bodies were pressed so tightly together, he could feel every inch of her.
"Open your eyes." She said.
"No." He replied, his voice shaky.
"Fitz." She whispered. "Open your eyes, look at me."
He slowly opened his eyes, looking down at the woman who stood before him. Her brown eyes were soft, and big, and full of nothing but lust. Her skin was a radiant shade of brown as well, and very soft while her black curly hair fell to her shoulders. She truly was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
She lightly pushed him back, pinning his body up against a wall that he didn't know was there.
He let out a small gasp when he felt a sudden grasp on his dick, he looked down to only see that it was her hand.
She smiled. "You okay?"
"Who are you?" He asked, his breathing becoming irregular as he felt her slowly stroking him.
"I'm a fragment of your imagination, I'm whoever you want me to be." She said with a devious but angelistic smile.
She used her free hand to lower his head and placed her lips on his, the warmth of her mouth caught him by surprise, her tongue sweeping the insides of his mouth and just as he was beginning to get into it, she broke the kiss.
She removed her hand from his hair, released his groan and stepped back from him.
"Wake up."
"What?" Fitz said breathlessly and confused.
"Wake up." She repeated, backing away further.
"Wait." He said stepping forward. "Where are you going? Come back."
"Wake up Fitz."
With each step he took forward, moved further away, like a ghost fading.
"What's your name?"
Her mouth moved, but no sound came out.
"I can't he- come back."
She mouthed something again but he still couldn't hear her.
He thought to run after but that thought became pointless because she just kept fading.
She mouthed it one last time and this time he caught what she said.
His eyes shot open to the sound of his alarm clock going off. He quickly sat up in his bed and looked around at his surroundings, he sighed a sigh of relief when he came to realization that it was only a another dream.
He reached over and cut the alarm off, then stressfully ran his hands through his hair. For the past month he had been dreaming about this woman, he had no idea as to who she was, she looked kind of familiar to him but he hasn't been able to figure out who she is or where he could know her from.
Fitz looked over at his sleeping fiancé, Mellie and found himself smiling at how adorable she looked as she slept, he leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead then looked back over at the clock, 5:30. He didn't have to be to work until 8 so he could at least get one more hour of sleep in.
He laid his head back down on his pillow, silently hoping that he would again see the woman of his dreams.
He remembered what she mouthed to him. "Livvie." He whispered.