The Dream

He started to speak to her but remembered the last time he tried he was thrown immediately from the dream. He snapped his mouth closed and simply looked at the woman and took in her beauty.

She was lithe and the gown and robe she wore were flowed free. Her hair was dark but in the dim candlelight he couldn't be sure of the exact shade. She had a shadow to her face this time but he could make out her high cheek bones, large full lips and intense eyes.

She slid up onto the bed next to him, her eyes trained with his as she straddled his hips and placed her weight upon him. Knowing now this truly was a dream, Tony simply watched to see what would happen next.

She leaned over, her incredibly long silky hair brushed over his forearm and up along his bicep as she placed her lips inches from his. He reached up and gently touched her hair. It seemed to almost wrap itself around his large hand, caressing it with it's silken length. Her lips met his slowly at first, almost as if she was waiting for him to reject her and normally he would but he felt as though he was caught under a spell or was the dream this good?

He felt her lips mold to his, the kiss turned from soft and learning to yearning and almost demanding. As he lost himself in the kiss, he felt her body against his. He opened his eyes and found them both naked; she was perched on his hips and he swore he could feel her wetness. Just as his mind began to register the magnitude of the dream; his free hand slid up her thigh, along her waist and to her breasts. They were large. Her skin felt as soft and pliant as her hair. He couldn't stop himself from tracing her nipples with his finger tips, one at a time.

This seemed to arouse her even further and he could hear soft whimpers and mewls coming from her. Gently he reached up, he wasn't sure why she was brought to him or his dreams but he was going to take every available opportunity to use what was given.

He gently rolled her underneath him and let his hands and mouth feel and taste her skin.. Her soft body twisted with need beneath him as he closed his lips over her nipples. One at a time, over and over he drew the hardened peaks between his lips and sucked and licked them. He felt her body draw tightly beneath him.

Slowly making his way down between her breasts, he kept his movements slow, meticulous and under control. As he kissed and nipped at her delicate skin, she came alive below him; her hands grasped at his arms, her fingers slid up into his thick hair holding him to her as he moved lower on her body. He reached her lower hips and glanced up at her, for the first time saw her true beauty laid out before him. The candlelight was dancing off her features, caressing them, magnifying them. Now able to see her eyes, he saw green, a dark emerald green shining brightly down at him. The look generated through him, begging him not to stop.

As he moved lower, she readily spread her legs for him and he wasted no more time. He moved in and licked her outer lips, caressing them with his mouth. He dipped his tongue gingerly between them, teasing and just barely missing her clit.

He noticed her eyes never changed their intense look as he heard the noises of pleasure she made. He found it off that her lips never moved but spent little time on the thought. It was almost as if the sounds were generated purely by his mind. Her body moved with him, encouraging.

He dove between her folds with his tongue, spreading her legs wider so that she was opened to him completely. Her fingers once again took hold of his hair. She arched up, coaxing him to continue. The wetness he'd felt before on his hips was now covering his tongue and lips. She tasted of something he'd never experienced before with a woman, she was sweet and tangy all at once. A pure taste and one he could not get enough of. He found her clit and gently began to suck and lick it between his lips.

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