Chapter Nineteen

VEN

My sleep felt thick, almost like someone had drugged me. As I swam up out of unconsciousness, my mind didn’t want to wake up. I realized I was dreaming when I felt something soft pressing against me.

Keeping my eyes closed and moving instinctively, I began to explore. My hands felt an expanse of smooth skin. When they drifted up, I discovered soft mounds that begged me to squeeze them. I slid my hands under the fabric, the magnificent plump breasts responded to my touch, and I felt nipples begin to harden.

I molded and played with the flesh, enjoying a full breast in my hand. My cock was hard, and I pressed it against the female in my arms. Her butt felt round and juicy. All I needed to do was get these clothes out of the way, and I could fuck her from behind.

My balls ached for release, but I always made sure the woman was ready first. I slid my hand down her body until I found her sex. That was what I needed. I let my finger slip inside and found her dripping wet and so slippery that I would slide inside her without any problems.

What a sweet little dream.

My finger found the pleasure button that I knew would make her come and began to lightly stroke it. The woman finally woke up enough to moan, and I felt myself getting harder at the sound. I continued to rub her slick lips and play with the hard nub until she cried out and rocked back against me.

I realized that I had given Emmy an orgasm after promising I wouldn’t touch her unless she asked me.

I took my hands away and turned my back to her. I would have blue balls from not being able to come, but it was better than being murdered in the morning. We hadn’t had explicit sex. Right?

Something inside me knew my excuses wouldn’t be enough this time. What was I thinking?

The truth was that I wasn’t thinking. I had been half-asleep and horny. I felt like an asshole and hoped Emmy wouldn’t hate me tomorrow.

EMMY

I didn’t usually dream about sex, but I was having a good one right now.

There was a man in the dream. His hands were all over me, touching me everywhere, and it felt amazing. It didn’t feel awkward when he put his hand down between my legs.

I thought I had died from pleasure. I had an amazing feeling that spread through my entire body, leaving me feeling weak and happy. But the dream wasn’t enough. I needed more, wanting him to complete me. Then the man was gone, and I felt bereft. Where was he?

I moaned a sound of sadness, wiggling around. I felt his chest against my back. He was still there. I rolled to face him.

“Emmy.” His deep voice sent shockwaves through me.

“I need more,” I whispered to the dream man.

My hands roamed all over. His muscles were so sexy that I needed to kiss him. My bra was in the way. I pulled it off, removing my underwear and his in the process. That was better.

I found my way to his face, lying my nude body against him. He groaned and opened his mouth, our tongues twisting and mating in an erotic dance which made me wetter between my legs.

His arms wrapped around me and our bodies were pressed tight together. “Are you sure you want to do this, Emmy?” The sound of his voice triggered something and I came back to reality. Ven touched me. He made me come. He was right in front of me, and I wanted him to complete me.

“Yes, I’m sure.” Was I begging? I felt like a wanton. “Please.”

“I think you should come again. You need to be completely relaxed.”

“I can do that again?” I gasped as he latched on to my breast, sucking hard.

He nearly made me come immediately from the exquisite touch of his mouth on my nipples. When his hand slid between my thighs and started rubbing my pussy again, my hips bucked involuntarily.

Ven flicked my clit until I was close, then he put a finger inside me. I moaned, loving the sensation. After a minute, when I was dripping wet, he slid in another finger. His fingers stretched me, and I gasped when he started pumping them in and out.

With his mouth on my nipples and his hand in my sex, I found myself coming again, even harder this time. As I lay silent, floating down from my high, I realized that Ven had disappeared.

“Ven?”

“I’m here.” I turned my head and saw him open a tube, squeezing out a cream onto his fingers. “This will feel cold.”

His skillful fingers materialized again, rubbing the cream inside me.

“What are you doing?” I felt my arousal building again.

“It will make fucking me less painful. It’s a local anesthetic that will dull the pain, but let you feel all the pleasure.”

“Someone thought he was going to get lucky,” I murmured, feeling my hips bucking again from his ministrations. He put the cream away and lay down beside me. His eyes made me feel loved, and his gaze took my breath away. “Luck is a useful quality in a treasure hunter.”

“I went to the store before leaving for the party.” He moved the tube of cream aside. “There was a particular treasure I wanted to find.”

“Were you so sure of your prize?”

“Nope. But I was hopeful.”

He moved forward to kiss me, his mouth taking me, possessing me completely. I wanted him to do the same thing to my body. I had come twice already, but I still wanted and needed more. I felt empty and only he could fill me.

He kissed me for so long that I was wet and panting for him before he was ready to give me what I wanted. Finally, he kissed his way down my neck until he reached my breasts, making me shudder. Without warning, he took my aching nipple into his hot mouth. I arched up off the bed, moaning.

His hand dropped between my legs again. He slid his finger up and down my soaking wet lips, driving my desire higher.

“I need you. Now.”

He was there in an instant. I felt him at my entrance, and I was scared and excited at the same time. He gazed into my eyes as he pushed in. I drew in a deep breath at the feeling of him inside me. He kept me pinned down and pushed in farther, making me writhe underneath his body.

“You feel fantastic, Emmy.” He pushed in another inch. “Now.” He thrust hard. I squeaked, but it didn’t hurt. The cream was doing its job.

Soon he was deep inside my core, and our hips were pressed tightly together. He paused for a moment, letting me savor the feeling of being intimately close. I knew I would always want to be this close to him. I didn’t know I wanted a man, but Ven had opened my eyes.

He pulled out and thrust inside again, causing a wave of pleasure to start building in my core. I lay on my back as he moved in and out of me. Soon I couldn’t lie still any more and had to push back against him, matching him thrust for thrust.

“It’s incredible,” I moaned, feeling his movements taking me higher.

He leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his mouth. That was enough to push me over the edge. My body exploded with sensation, shattering into a thousand pieces as I cried out in bliss. Contractions shook me, and I clung to Ven, who drove into me a few more times until his cock stiffened.

I felt his seed fill me. The sensation was so right that I shuddered with renewed ecstasy, milking every drop from him. Eventually, my convulsions stopped, and I lay still, totally satisfied, completely spent.

Ven was still on top of me, his weight pressing down on my body. I didn’t care that it was hard to breathe. I was in heaven. He lifted himself onto his arms, keeping his cock in me, and dropped feather-light kisses all over my face. He was mumbling something over and over that was hard to understand.

It sounded like I love you.