I didn't even realize it until later that night when I had woken due to a terrifying dream. Dimitri had curled up beside me facing my way his face so calm and serene. He parted his lips but nothing came out I thought about the idea of touching my lips with his majestic ones but decided not to. I didn't know who he was or what he wanted from me. As the agonizing night went on I kept coming in and out of my sleep and each time when I looked over I saw his face as if it had been watching me and comforting me the whole time. During the last dream I just couldn't stand it anymore I had to stay awake but when I turned Dimitri head was right to the back of my hair, his face buried in it. When I turned though it was too late to pull away our lips met and I didn't realize it until he held me to his face keeping my lips intertwined with his. His lips were warm, gentle, and firm. They kept their grip on mine even if I had wanted to pull away I couldn't, his gaze kept me locked in. As our lips mixed and I ran my hand through his thick silky hair as he ran his through mine. One hand slid down my arm and my thigh. I felt a hand grabbing my underwear and I reached down to meet his hand there but instead his hand was gone. I was a little late and his hand was already on its way down my crotch. You would have thought that I would instantly thrash away but I enjoyed it and wanted more. My hand went down to zipper on the tight pants and slowly unzipped what kept our skin apart. He did the same. Our souls cannot meet the skin is in the way our bond is strong I know this man from somewhere but WHERE I need to know. My skinny jeans unfolded I wondered how he could have gotten them off so easily maybe I just didn't notice but his came off easier than I thought. Next was the shirt underneath all that clothing was his chest so strong and delicate. The last thing to come off my bra it was time to be united. I could feel him slip inside me fill me up with warmth and ease. I just laid there unable to move with his body firmly pressed up against my own. He thrust I let out a whimper and he stared me right in the eyes and thrust again this time with more feeling. His mouth to my ear,
"I will never let you go."
I managed to get out the words,
"I won't let you either."
From then on it continued hours of us. His hand came up from smothering my legs to my chest. This was the time I was happy to be big. Right under my breast he traced it with his tong then went back to kissing me. He thrust as hard as he could and squeezed in sync with it. This time I managed more of a muffled moan and this time went tried to rise more but he just pushed me back to the ground.
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