TWO: dreams

AFTER SHE had finished her shopping at the plaza's many department stores, Jill returned home (after being away for almost three hours). She unloaded her trunk, fighting to keep balance with the weight of her season's worth of clothes shopping. She shipped all of her new belongings up the several flights of stairs and pounded the door with her feet, believing Rebecca to be home by now, which, luckily for Jill, she was. Rebecca relieved Jill of several shopping bags and dropped them by the couch, where Brian was sitting watching a primetime sitcom.

"Guess who I saw to-day at the plaza!" Jill spoke excitedly after having placed her bags adjacent to the ones Rebecca had just put down.

"That asshole ex of yours?" Rebecca said.

"No! Do you think I'd be this excited if I saw him? Well, anyway, I saw Carlos there! Apparently his friend's the new Chief of security down there!"

"What's he doing over here in California? I thought he had a job in New York?"

"He was transferred. A S.T.A.R.S. headquarters seemed to have established themselves in the San Diego Police Department. Which, now that I think about it, why would the S.D.P.D. need the S.T.A.R.S. unit?"

"That doesn't matter now Jill! Carlos is here in California!" Rebecca said, jumping to and fro like an innocent child who had just stepped into a candy store and saw the perfect piece of sugar she could buy for her best friend. "So when are you guys gonna see each other again?" she queried, nudging Jill in the shoulder. Jill reciprocated with a play punch.

"Tomorrow, hopefully, if he calls. If not, well, that's too bad." She said with an air of finality, shoot her chin into the air and walked down the hall into her room, forgetting about her new treasures that she had just purchased.

Billy turned his head toward Rebecca, a smile plastered on his chiselled face. "Where does she get the funds for all this shit? Does she have a secret Swiss bank account or something?"

Rebecca giggled a little and then walked away into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

That night during dinner, Jill, Rebecca, and Billy were all sitting around the rectangular white dinner table discussing whether or not the size of a man's penis mattered during sexual intercourse.

"Oh, Billy," Rebecca sighed. "I'm happy with yours. It doesn't matter to me if it's not…up to par with anyone else's." Jill was drinking a glass of water at the time and nearly choked to death from laughter. Billy turned a bright red and put his head down on the smooth surface of the table in humility.

Jill tossed a dinner cloth at Billy and said, "It's okay, Billy. I'm sure you have a nice package."

"He does," Rebecca reassured her.

After dinner, Rebecca volunteered to do the dishes, to which neither Jill nor Billy protested.

Jill retired to her bedroom, falling asleep on a full stomach. But before she actually fell asleep she started thinking of what could become of her and Carlos. She shut her eyes and began imagining Carlos with her, holding her tightly in his well-muscled arms. His hair at shoulder-length and wavy, and his skin a nice tone of bronze and his grey eyes glistening in the light of her bedroom. They began to kiss each other softly. She could feel his soft lips caress her and his tongue began to massage hers. His arms turned her body to face his and his hands began to stroke her soft skin.

He began from her neck, then moved to her shoulders and massaged them for a while. She felt her body shutter at the touch of his rough hands. After he had finished massaging her shoulders he moved his hands slyly to her soft and tender breasts and kept them there, groping them and massaging them as well. He then moved his hands to the form of her body's curves and reached for the hem of her chemise and pulled it over her head and gazed at his prize.

Jill could see hunger in his eyes and she was glad he wanted her so badly. Carlos bent down to kiss her again and brought her body closer to his. He then moved her to her own bed and together they got down, he was now on top of her. He moved his lips from hers and started down her body. His tongue caressed her neck and then her breasts. He suckled on her nipples for a while and then moved down to her navel. Jill began to cry out softly as his strong hands pressed against her hips.

Carlos then tore at her panties; he threw them aside and moved his tongue past her waistline. When his tongue made contact with her inside she let out a soft moan of pleasure and spread out her legs. He massaged her clit with his tongue so professionally that she felt that she could come any second, but she wouldn't just yet. She wanted this to last forever.

She beckoned him to stop and he did and then moved back up to her. Jill sat up and removed his clothing from his body. She examined his hard body, completely chiselled out to perfection. She slowly removed his belt and pulled down his pants and trousers and found her own prize. He was hardened already and it too glistened in the light. She pulled his body closer to hers now and he was still on top of her. She wrapped her long limbs around his broad body and pulled him in. She let out another cry as soon as she felt his large member penetrate into her body.

His large muscle was wet with her body fluids so quickly that he began to pump faster and harder. She felt her body undulate to his motions and she loved it. He went in deep into her, thrusting hard, giving her very little time to take deep breaths. She groped his body with her arms and legs and held on for the ride. When he slipped himself out of her she immediately pulled him back into her, tightening herself around him and his manhood.

She could feel him drive deep inside her body, the hood of his cock pounding against the roof of her inside. Their bodies felt so warm, so silky as they both perspired in the heat of the passion. Jill bit down on her lip and let out little whimpers with every passing moment that Carlos dug into her. She then moved her hands down from his neck and grabbed onto his ass, pulling him in deeper into her. "Faster," she said silkily. "Harder."

And with that Carlos thrust impossibly harder. Their bodies making noises as his pelvic bone hit against hers. She began to pant in heavy breaths, so she pulled Carlos toward her and thrust her own tongue into his mouth, entangling it there in a deep kiss. She would release herself from his lips only to breathe in little quantities of air and let out gasps of pleasures as he moved harder against her body. She felt her knees give away and loosen. Her lower body fell limp and gave itself away to Carlos who now had complete control over it.

Then Jill began to thrust her own body toward Carlos to allow further penetration. She licked her lips as she stared long and hard into his piercing grey eyes. They were both panting hard. Beads of sweat streamed from their bodies and mixed together. She grabbed for his back and clung to him, tearing at his body as Carlos kept at pleasuring her intensely. She felt herself come, lubricating her inner walls for Carlos, and she could feel him move even faster now. He moved in and out, maintaining a quick pace, thrusting long and hard deep into her.

Jill let out a loud moan and brought his lips to hers and locked in a passionate kiss again.

Carlos slowed his motion and said that he was going to cum but Jill didn't want him to pull out just yet.

"Cum in me," she said softly into his ears. "Fill me," she kissed him on the lips and bit down onto his lower lip. Carlos then began to thrust harder again and then she could feel her body fill with his warmth. And then they both lay there, staring into each other's eyes and kissed again.

Jill replayed her dreams of Carlos over and over again, never growing tired of seeing his body completely in the nude.