A/N: Thanks for the reviews! Hope you like. R & R!

:Chapter 7:

"Jesse" she moaned.

"Susannah" I panted back, before returning my attention to her neck. I trailed kisses down her neck while she ran her hands through my hair. We were in her room, making out, heavily. For some reason I knew for a fact that we were all alone. That's the only reason we were doing this.

This time I was wearing normal clothes, but still it didn't seem quite like me. Something seemed different. But this dream-me didn't seem to see anything wrong with the situation, and why would he? Or, I really. I was making out with the most beautiful woman on the face of the planet.

Slowly I moved my hands from Susannah's waist and made my way up her blouse. She let out a deep moan, and I wanted nothing but to keep making her moan like that. Gently my fingers searched for the clasp of her bra, as I felt Susannah's hands ran along my back, causing me to shiver in delight.

Before long we were lying on her bed; me on top of Susannah. Her bare chest pressed against my own as we kissed. "Querida…we shouldn't…not again…" I panted. But Susannah knew my weakness, and as she nibbled my earlobe, her hand went down to my jeans. I was 'excited', and when she rested her hand in between my legs, I cracked. My hands cupped her breasts, while I went back to trailing kisses down her neck. "Jesse" she mumbled as her hand fingered the zipper to my jeans.

Within seconds my pants were off and Susannah ran her fingers along the waistband of my boxers. "Jesse" she moaned as my hand traveled up her skirt.

"Querida, where's the box?" she panted.

"Top drawer" she hastily replied.

I quickly reached over to the nightstand and pulled out a condom as she tugged off her mini skirt. Once we were only separated by our underwear, I eagerly put on the condom.

As I crawled back onto her, she looked me in the eye and said "I love you." I smiled back at her, as I always do when she says those three words to me, and replied "I love you too."

Carefully I pulled down her lacey thong, and threw them on the floor. She smiled up at me and with her eyes, urged me to go on.

I positioned myself and slowly went into her. As I began thrusting I noticed Susannah didn't appear to be in pain. Not like last time; our first time. No, this time she moaned and clutched the sheets around her. After some more moans, she just about screamed. The expression on her face was priceless; love, joy, and ecstasy were radiating from her.

"Oh, Jesse!" she cooed, between deep breaths.

"Jesse!" she yelled, sounding aggravated, and somewhat like…Marta?

"Jesse of you don't wake up now you're going to be late to school!" Marta yelled.

"I'm awake already! I'll be ready in ten minutes" I shouted back, sitting up in my bed.

'These dreams are much too life-like…I shouldn't be thinking these things. How am I going to be able to even look at Susannah today? Nombre de Dios, I need a cold shower.'

A/N: In case you didn't catch on, that was another dream, like the first chapter. Just wanted to make sure everyone caught that.-Lauren