I dream of you

We meet in the car park of the old victorian hotel as arranged, its late afternoon, our first time together since we started to talk....my lips touch yours for the first time and a little electric shock runs through us and ignites the embers in our souls that have been glowing since our first chat.

Without looking at each other we float on air into the hotel to check into the room we have booked for the night, already our physical world seems to be disappearing as we can only see a mist all around us. We take the lift in silence, the fires already starting to burn brighter, in silence we enter the room, afraid to speak or look at each other in case we break the magic that is being created and for fear of extinguishing the fire that is kindling with in our souls, afraid of losing the knot in the pit of our
stomachs, we shower separately, dress in silence, you in a backless evening dress, me in my dinner suit and bow-tie, we take the lift to the dining roon, where the waiter shows us to our secluded table in the corner, white linen tablecloth and silver cutlery. As i hold the back f the chair for you to sit down my hand caress your bare back and another tingle runs through us as the flames start to flicker within the fire.

When i sit down opposite you, and only then, do i have the courage to look into your jet black eyes and within them i see your soul, the flames burning ever brighter now, we give the waiter our order, our eyes never losing contact for fear of losing the fire. We finish our meal, drink our bottle of wine in silence, the fire smouldering and getting brighter all the time. I slide my left hand across the linen tablecloth and entwine my fingers through the fingers of your right hand, the flames burning stronger now, slowly we rise, hand in hand, seeing no one else in the room, not hearing the gentle music in the background and float to the lift. Inside the lift i take your left hand too and as i wrap our arms behind you i draw you close to me. Our lips touch briefly and the fire gets hotter and stronger as my manhood touches
you through our clothes...your knees feel weak and they involuntarily open as you try impale yourself on me, unable to stop yourself, there is something taking us over.

In the bedroom the curtains are drawn and the bedside lamps are lit, the covers of the four poster bed are pulled down in readiness. I turn you round, i'm behind you now, my lips touch the nape of your neck and again the fire grows hotter, the flames rising higher, i kiss the lobe of your ear and the tingling starts within you, i gently lower the zip on the back of your dress, all the way down to your waist, the dress falls forward and your top half is exposed for me. i raise your arms above your head, stretching them high above you, you look like a goddess posing in the warm sunlight as i run my fingernails down your arms, along your back, and as i circle my arms around you i feel the swell of your breasts, the fire burning bright, the tingle getting stronger, the orgasm already starting
to grow within you. I cup your breasts in my hands, caressing, kneading, and teasing your nipples, they grow hard as the flames grow higher.

i turn you round to me, lay you on the bed, your legs hanging over the side, i entwine my fingers in the white thong i bought for you and asked you to wear for me and as you raise your thighs for me i slide them off, igently open your legs, i can see your wetness glowing in the lamplight, i kneel before you, my tongue finds and flicks on your clitorous, probing its way in and finding your roughness.........the fire burns hot.....your whole body shudders, your legs go weak and the first of your orgasms take you over.............................................. .

i gently put my right arm under your head and my left arm under your kness and lift you onto the besd, laying your head on the pillow, slowly i undress and join you, i part your knees and you open yourself for me as my manhood enters the golden honeypot i have wanted for so long. We thrust together, your arms around my neck, your ankles around my buttoacks as we grind together, the fire roaring hot now as you raise yourself to meet me as i thrust into you.

The fire is melting our souls, turning them to liquid as they leave our bodies and we look down at ourselves......and at the moment of physical satisfaction, at the moment when my seed spews forth and your orgasm takes you over racking your body.......our souls melt together and become one.