Author's note: ok, so this chapter needs a note at the top by way of warning: Some folks have been requesting more lemons, and this one definitely has enough to make lemonade, so better bring a pitcher! If you're squeamish or get cringey, I'd suggest just moving along to the next chapter… honestly you won't be missing any major plot points here… It's not that kind of chapter ;-)

This is my take on what Zen's psychic dream about MC (alluded to in chat room on Day 1) might have been like...

Chapter 23: Zen's Psychic Dream

When we got home that night, I reminded Zen that he had promised a few weeks ago to tell me about his psychic dream.

"In fairness, I said I would 'show' you, not tell you," he said.

"OK, then," I said. "I'm game… so show me."

Zen pulled me into the bedroom and positioned me standing in front of him at the foot of the bed.

"Now this is a little embarrassing, because, well, it's not the way you'd typically meet someone for the first time," Zen said, his cheeks coloring a bit.

"But you said it was a dream, a psychic dream…" I said.

Zen shifted from one foot to the other and his cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. "Well, let's just say that's not the only kind of dream it was…"

I tilted my head sideways and looked at him, confused. "OK, so what kind of dream was it, then?" All kinds of images were rolling through my mind. Dreams where I'd had no teeth. Dreams where I was being chased. Dreams where I'd been flying.

Zen cleared his throat, stuffed his hands into his pockets and looked at the floor. "Well, um…" he started. "Let's just say that maybe this one was rated 'R' and I woke up with sticky shorts."

My jaw dropped, totally getting it all at once. "Oh!" I said, swallowing hard. "So you had a psychic wet dream... about me?" He nodded. It was my turn to blush. I felt my cheeks flush, along with the heat of excitement beginning to rev up between my legs. I bit my bottom lip in anticipation.

"Well," I said, taking a step forward and smiling. "What exactly did you do to me, my lovely Zen? I think it's important that I know…"

Zen smiled and his red eyes turned mischievous. "Oh, you're going to like this, Princess…" He took a step or two forward until he was standing right in front of me. Then he started to unbutton my blouse. Instinctively, I reached forward for his belt buckle. Zen batted my hands away.

"Nuh-uh," he said. "Not so fast. You said you wanted to see how it all played out, right?"

I nodded.

"Well, then, just let me show you, OK?" he said, smiling. He pulled his tee-shirt up over his head and tossed it to the ground before reaching around my arms to undo the clasp of my bra. When we were both shirtless, Zen pulled me closer until my nipples were just brushing his chest. The moment our skin made contact, the heat between my legs begin to pulsate.

"So this is where the dream began," Zen said. "Basically, I 'woke up' standing with you in my bedroom, and we were both naked from the waist up."

Wow, I thought. That was quite an opener. Why couldn't my dreams be like that?

Zen lifted a hand and began tracing my right breast with two fingers. "I'm sorry," he said, smiling a bit. "But this is how it happened… I know I really should've looked into your eyes first or stroked your beautiful cheek before I went for your boob, but…" he chuckled and shook his head. "Well, you know what a beast I am…"

"Mmm…" I murmured. Closing my eyes, I leaned back and moaned. Clearly I didn't mind. I doubt my dream self would've minded much, either. "Go on," I prompted. "What happened next?"

"Don't rush me, Princess," Zen said. "Then you did just what you did now...In my dream, you leaned back, closed your eyes and moaned… and then I started touching you here…"

Keeping one hand on my breast, he used the other to start exploring the other curves of my body. Lightly, he ran his fingertips over the indentation of my waist, over the curve of my hips, across the soft bump of my belly. His touch left little electric impulses in its wake that made my skin feeling tingly and alive.

"God, I just couldn't believe how beautiful you were," he said, grazing his fingers over my other nipple causing me to shiver.

"On the one hand, I was thinking god, who is this girl? Do I even know her? I remember kind of doing a mental scan of all the rehearsals and callbacks I'd been to recently, all the coffee shops, trying to identify where you could have maybe entered my consciousness…" Zen said.

"So you realized you were in a dream?" I said, sighing a little as Zen's fingers brushed the tip of my hip bone.

"Yeah," Zen said. "That's pretty typical for me to know when I'm dreaming, especially when I'm having a psychic dream…"

Both of Zen's hands were now on my ass and making their way up my lower back, to my shoulders, to my face. He cupped my cheeks in both hands and looked so deeply into my brown eyes that I gasped. I wondered, if Zen had looked deeply into my eyes so many times before, why did I feel so exposed now?

"Hey," I said, biting back a smile. I felt shy, a little bit embarrassed. I didn't quite know why.

"Huh," Zen said, lifting an eyebrow in surprise. "That's just what you said in my dream, too." He paused, continuing to gaze at me in that penetrating way. "So, uh, I'd finally gotten around to the idea that it might be a good idea to look at your face, and then damn, when I looked into your eyes…" He looked wistful, remembering. "It's hard to describe, but I felt this like intense energy wave of connection, like I knew who you were already and, this is going to sound strange, like we were already deeply in love. I got the sense that you felt that way, too…" Zen paused with a puzzled look on his face. "Maybe it had something to do with the way you said 'hey'... Kind of like how you said it just now, kind of like you were meeting an old friend..."

Zen began to stroke one of my cheeks with his hands and I watched as his red eyes grew so tender. "Aw man," he groaned as he pulled our faces together for the kiss. "This part was so great..."

The kiss was so pure, so tender, so complete. It started out with small kisses on the lips and escalated slowly to full exploration of lips, opening of mouths and, finally to full-on tangle of tongues. Each of us pushing eagerly inside the other to search and discover. It felt so beautiful and natural, like we were breathing together or maybe just sighing.

I could have honestly gone on with this kiss forever, but then Zen suddenly pulled away and held me at arm's length.

"Then here's where I'm thinking, hmm, maybe I shouldn't be doing this," Zen said. "Like really, I don't even know this girl… Like is this even OK to be doing right now?"

My heart sank and I felt instantly disappointed. I was enjoying myself. I wanted this. I didn't want it to end.

"Oh my god," Zen said, pointing to my face. "And then you gave me that look… that sad puppy dog look on your face right there…" he shook his head in disbelief. "I'm so having deja vu right now…"

"Weird," I said, anxious for the story to go on. "So what happened next?"

Zen smiled. "You looked so cute, too cute as always... and so I did this…"

He reached forward with both hands and grabbed me about the waist, pulling me in close and upward to his lips. Literally, I could feel myself lift up off of the floor, toes just barely brushing the surface as he crushed my body to his for another kiss. This kiss was different than the first. It had more power behind it, more passion.

"And so I said 'fuck it'," Zen whispered in my ear, his breath hot on my neck. "I thought to myself, this is a pretty damn good dream and I better not waste it… I mean, why not just go on and let it happen? Who gives a fuck what it means?"

I smiled, biting my bottom lip, relieved that it was going to go on. Again, I reached for him, but Zen caught my wrists in midair and held them down at my sides.

"Nope, Princess," he said, smiling wickedly. "It's my show and tell time…"

I stood there obediently and let Zen remove the rest of my clothes. Then I watched him remove his. When we were both naked, we stood back a few feet apart, just staring at each other.

"God, you're just so fucking beautiful," Zen said. His red eyes were wide like he was taking me in all at once. The same could be said about him. My body felt warm and tingly just looking at him. I let my eyes rove over every part of him: his perfect, smooth chiseled chest, his strong muscular arms, that gorgeous ass and, of course, the length of his hardness, which was now proudly standing up front and center.

I heaved a sigh. I wanted to run and jump him, but I remembered this was supposed to be a recreation of Zen's dream, and he was in charge. So I just bit my bottom lip and squeezed my thighs together trying to wiggle out and satisfy some of the heat and wanting that was still building there.

"My god," Zen practically snarled. "You're so predictable…"

I smiled. "Don't tell me I did that in the dream, too?"

Zen nodded and his red eyes got very intense. "Come here," he said, his voice low. My heart jumped and I obeyed, walking toward him. When I got within range, he immediately reached for me, picking me up off the floor and swinging me around so that I was straddling him, my arms around his neck, legs around his waist. He kissed me once long and deep, and then turned around and threw me down on the bed, face up.

"Oh!" I said, a bit surprised, and if I'm being honest, incredibly turned on. Suddenly I felt Zen's hands on my calves, pulling me down toward the edge of the bed. He pulled me all the way to the bottom, until my butt was nearly hanging off the edge of the mattress. Zen gave me one sexy satisfied grin before he knelt down and opened my knees, spreading them wide.

A moment later I felt Zen's hot breath between my thighs, first planting kisses deep on the inside of my legs and then closer to... I gasped when I felt his lips touch my clit, at first gently lapping and then rhythmically sucking harder and harder.

"Oh, god…" I moaned, tears springing to my eyes as the sensation increased. "Zen...I…Oh god..." First I gripped the sheets and then got greedy, tangling my fingers into his loose silver hair. My body was humming with an intensity I'd never experienced, every nerve was on heightened alert and I was sizzling toward climax.

"Zen, Zen, please…" I cried. Literally it felt like I was losing my mind, going like a good kind of insane, if that was even possible... Like I was coming apart at the seams, losing my grip on reality and being introduced to the truth all at the same time. Pretty mind blowing.

Mercilessly Zen kept sucking on my clit, and then I felt one, and then two fingers thrust inside me, moving in and out in perfect rhythm. Lifting my hips off the bed I groaned wildly and shut my eyes. My pleasure was peaking, threatening to crest… I needed, I needed, just one more little thing…

"Hyyyuuunn…" I moaned his true name from somewhere deep inside me as I felt a third finger enter me and thrust in tandem with a long, generous suck on my clitoris. My eyes rolled back in my head as all sensation converged in my body and exploded, leaving me floating in an atomic wake of desire.

I lay there panting and staring at the ceiling, my eyes wild and wet with tears. Did I just see stars? Holy fuck, I don't think I'd ever felt so good. I reached my hands out for my boyfriend, who crawled up my body and embraced me.

"So," I said, still gasping for breath. "That's how it happened?"

"Well, that's how it started," he said.

"What, you mean...there's more?" I said.

Zen raised his eyebrows. "You seem to be playing your part pretty well so far… What do you think comes next, pretty girl?"

As soon as he said it, a whole scene popped into my mind. Hell yes I knew what came next. He did.

Zen was lying on top of me, propped up on his forearms with a devilish look in his eye that said "I dare you…" I reached up and pulled his face to mine, drinking him in. He kissed me back with equal fervor, our tongues locked in some kind of consensual warfare. My hands were mostly in his hair, but somewhere along the line, I got other ideas. I could feel him hard, pressing against my thigh, so I started moving my hands down in the direction of that hardness… but Zen caught my wrists at my shoulders.

"Nuh-uh, Princess," he whispered hotly. "I'm not done with you yet."

Instantly I felt my body respond before my mind did… with a sharp heat that reignited somewhere deep within me and a feeling of dizziness. I just had time to gasp in surprise before Zen's mouth was back on mine and going to work. I could feel his erection getting harder and the fire in my belly burning brighter with every hot breath. It was like he was devouring me, consuming me with some kind of beast-need, and I was going wild for it.

He still had his hands around my wrists and pressed to the bed, not enough to hurt, but he was making his point. He was sucking on my neck now, that place he knew I liked near my collarbone and I thought I was maybe going to go blind with lust. My pussy was so hot for him, I couldn't help but wriggle with the wanting. I kept lifting my hips up, trying to press myself into him, but finding no relief.

"God, Zen…" I whimpered. "Please…"

Zen stopped kissing me for a moment and lifted his head up to look at me. "Princess..." he said.

"Yes, my lovely Zen?" I breathed in response.

He smiled, a big teasing, roguish grin. "You're just so damn cute right now…" he said, letting his gaze drop from my eyes to my breasts and back to my eyes again. "...and I want you so damn bad…" He sucked in a breath and then he was lowering his head, moving down, leaving a trail of kisses on my neck, traveling southward toward the space between my breasts. My body was aching and burning for him so much I let go a sigh… I could almost feel him inside me already… Hopefully, I thought as I continued to feel his lips move downward, relief was on the way.

Then, almost too abruptly, all movement stopped. Zen paused and lifted his chin to rest on my chest.

"Oh, but um, Princess?" he said with a wry sideways smile. "I'm going to make you wait…Just a little bit longer, ok?"

He didn't wait for me to answer. Keeping his gaze locked with mine, I watched as he fastened his red gorgeous lips around one of my erect nipples. That new thing I liked. My eyes rolled back and my head followed suit. I moaned.

"Jesus…" My voice was otherworldly, not like my own. I closed my eyes and tried to give in to the pleasure of it, but it was so overwhelming... So many colors… So many sensations… All of them leading up to one singular objective… God, I needed… God, I just needed...

"Zen," I croaked. He'd let go of my wrists in favor of freeing them up for my breasts. I decided to take advantage of this opportunity by putting my hands in his hair and pushing his head downward. "Zen, please…"

Obliging just a little, he pressed himself a little harder against my entrance. "Oh Hyun… Oh god, oh please..." I cried as a small rush of pleasure, a hint of relief, surged through me.

Zen looked up at me and smiled flashing all his teeth. "Good girl, Princess," he breathed. "See, now was that so hard?"

That's what he was waiting for? Me to say his real name? God, I'll say it again and a thousand times more! "Hyun!" I cried. "You damn bastard! Hyun! Hyun! Hyun!"

Zen laughed and then pulled himself up so he was straddling me on his knees. My eyes went wide as they fastened on my object of desire.

"Oh," he said, gesturing innocently to his very erect penis. "Is this what you want?"

"Yes, Hyun," I said, my voice as sweet and as thick as the hot wetness between my legs. "Very much... I want you... all of you."

Hearing those words and seeing the look in my eyes made Ryu Hyun's face go from playful to beast-like in heartbeat. I could see him suck in a breath and swallow hard. I watched as he reached down and wrapped his own hand around his shaft and began to rub the tip with his thumb. Not breaking my gaze, he very purposely leaned over, opened the bedside table and pulled a condom from the drawer. My chest continued to heave up and down with my breathing as he ripped open the package and rolled the condom on.

Zen never stopped looking at me as he slid his hands slowly up and down my thighs bent at the knees, and then leaned himself forward, gently positioning himself above me. I could feel him again pressing at my entrance. I was almost holding my breath, gripping the sheets, waiting for him to make his move.

His eyes softened a bit as he reached down between his legs, ready at last to give me what I wanted, what I at this point I so desperately needed.

"God, MC," he said, his red eyes open all the way to his soul. "I love you… I just do."

I gasped as he thrust himself into me. "Oh god, Hyun…" I said, relishing the feeling of the full length of Zen inside me. "You know it, god damnit, I love you, too." I raised my hips to meet him and we began to move.

This time it was so tender, so gentle, so heavenly… Honestly, it was like a dream…

Author's note: Whoa, dang! Cold showers all around… Anyone up for some lemonade? Thanks (as always) for reading, commenting, reviewing and following… Shout out to the reader who wanted to see Zen take control...I loved that suggestion and, as a result, I think MC got to see a different side of herself and experience something new… Until next time :-) :-)