This is a dream. It has to be. It’s one of the many, many dreams I’ve had of Farrah over the past few months, and I’m about to wake up. Any second now, this will be all over and I’ll be in my own bed, as usual, with a rock-hard erection and Farrah’s name on my lips. Lord knows it’s happened before.

Not this time, though.

I don’t wake up.

I intertwine my fingers in hers and lead her back to my car.

“My apartment is just a few blocks away,” she says when we get in. I glance at her, and my voice is gone. I nod and start the engine.

When we get there, we get out of the car without saying a word. My hand is on her lower back as we walk up the steps to her front door. Her hands tremble as she tries to get the keys in the lock. She laughs nervously, glancing at me.

“Sorry.”

“If you don’t want me to…”

“No! I do. I’m just… I’ve just thought of this a lot in the past few months…” The key slides in the lock as she bites her lip, glancing at me. “I want you here.”

She drops her purse at the door and sweeps her arms out. “Here it is, in all its glory,” she laughs. “Not quite as nice as your place, but it’s all mine.”

I take in the stylish apartment and I smile. This place is so Farrah. It’s simple, and elegant, but still comfortable. She has a big black-and-white photo of New York City on the wall, and a long, low couch in front of a fireplace. To the right is the kitchen, and I can see a stack of clean dishes next to the sink.

My eyes swing back to her, and I slide my hand over her hip. She exhales, putting her hands on my chest and closing her eyes.

“You have no idea how many times I’ve thought of you, Jesse.”

“I have some idea,” I grin. “I’ve been thinking about you too.”

“I kept thinking it would go away. I kept thinking it would pass, and what happened between us would just be a… blip, I guess.”

“I know. But it wasn’t.”

She opens her eyes, looking up at me. Her fingers touch my jaw, and she runs them along the stubble that covers it. Her hands run back towards my hair and I groan.

It feels so good to have her in my arms. I pull her closer, resting my forehead against hers. We stay like that without moving for a while. Her hands tighten around me and I feel her heart beat against mine.

Farrah tilts her head up and brushes her lips against mine. A shiver passes down my spine, and I run my hands down her back, pulling her close. I’m so hard it’s making my pants feel tight. Farrah lets out a little moan as she feels my hardness against her stomach.

I deepen my kiss. I swipe my tongue across her lower lip, urging her lips to let me in. My arms wrap around her more tightly and I feel her body melt into mine. It’s like we were made for each other. Every touch burns into my skin until I feel like her body and mine have fused together.

When she tangles her fingers into my hair and kisses me harder, my body thrums. I respond by sliding my hands down her thighs and picking her up. She giggles, wrapping her legs around my waist and kissing me fervently.

I pull my head away, looking over her shoulder.

“Where’s the bedroom?”

She laughs, nodding her head. “Right through there.”

With a grin, I carry the woman of my dreams to her bed. I lay her down and cage her under my body as I continue to kiss every inch of her. I lift her shirt up, covering her stomach in kisses. She whimpers. I slide my arm under her arched back and pull her closer, kissing down lower towards the waistband of her pants. I unbutton them with my teeth, looking up at Farrah and wiggling my eyebrows.

She laughs, shaking her head.

“You’re ridiculous.”

She helps me with the rest of the fly of her jeans, finally pushing them down to her thighs. I rip them off the rest of her legs and toss them aside. When she spreads her legs and I see her lacy pink underwear, I groan. I feel like I’m going to explode just being here beside her. I lay a soft kiss on her mound, moving down to kiss the underwear that covers her beautiful pussy.

She moans, rolling her hips towards me. I slide my fingers under her panties and push them to the side. When my mouth touches her slit, Farrah shivers. She tangles her fingers into my hair and pushes my face further into her.

I tease her slit, running my tongue up and down and twirling it around her bud. I can feel her getting closer to the edge. When I slide two fingers inside her, she whimpers again. I let my tongue dance over her clit as my fingers work in and out of her, and I don’t stop until her whole body contracts. She screams my name, and it’s the sweetest sound I’ve ever heard.

When I sit back on my knees, with my hands still on her thighs, Farrah’s eyes drop down to the bulge in my pants.

I grin.

I can’t wait any longer. I use her legs to flip her over onto her stomach as she yelps. She giggles, looking over her shoulder. I strip my pants off and fish a condom out of my wallet, and then position myself behind her. Farrah bites her lip.

With her back arched, she pushes herself back towards me. I groan. This is what I’ve imagined for months. When I roll the condom onto my rock hard cock, her eyes darken. I can see the desire burning as her eyelids drop to half-mast. I swear I almost explode right then and there. Somehow, I regain control over my body and drag my fingers through her wetness.

She arches her back towards my touch, closing her eyes and letting her lips fall open. Then, I position myself behind her and I push inside.

Inch by inch, she stretches to accept me. We both exhale together as I push deeper and deeper inside. When I’m buried to the hilt, Farrah shifts her hips and moves to accept even more of me.

I groan.

I try to start slowly, but soon, my movements become more fervent. I can only hold back for so long. She feels so much better than I remembered. She feels incredible.

Farrah yelps when I smack her ass. My palm leaves a pink handprint on her skin, and I wrap my hands around her waist. My head is spinning.

Farrah is pushing back into me faster and faster as I slam my hips towards her. It’s dizzying. She sits up on her knees, leaning her back into my chest. I warp my arms around her and cup her breast. I thrust deeper, and kiss her neck as my head spins.

I inhale the scent of her skin as our sex becomes more animalistic. She pushes back into me as I hold her close to me. It’s intoxicating. It’s magic. It’s too much for me to handle.

When I feel Farrah’s body contract, and I hear her let out a moan, I can’t help but smile. I pinch her nipple as she comes on my cock, thrusting myself deep inside her slick opening. She convulses against me, sinking her fingers into my forearms as her orgasm soaks us both.

It’s too much for me. The sounds she’s making, the sensation of her orgasm, the smell of her skin. I can’t hold on any longer. With one last drive, I fill the condom with my seed. I groan, sinking my teeth into her skin as I come. Farrah reaches back and tangles her fingers into my hair as I moan into her shoulder and empty myself inside her.

She milks every drop from me until I feel completely spent, completely empty, and completely happy.