The Dream I Had This Morning

This is a deviation from the norm, but I'm sure some hot poetry will be spawned from this.  Keep in mind, it's literally a dream I had, so some things may not make sense.

Setting:

Myself and a male friend hanging out watching TV in my bedroom of my parent’s house.   Late at night.

The Dream:

You fell asleep at the end of my bed.  I go get changed into my PJ’s….loose fitting Vineyard Vines and a wide neck, green Henley T-shirt; tight fitting....no bra.

You spy me come back to the bed and I crawl under the covers.  You then suddenly get up and situate yourself on the floor with pillows, continuing to watch TV.  I get up and get you a blanket, assuming you will simply crash and stay the night, respectfully sleeping on the floor.

Unexpectedly, my parent’s cats enter the room and my sister sits up in her bed and frantically tells me to get them out of the room because she is so allergic.  We leave the room with the cats and walk down the hallway.  I’m surveying the work my mother has just done to the house, but noting that the place looks just like their old house in terms of colors.

I turn away from you to walk away and suddenly feel your hand around my waist and you pull me against you.  You whisper a confession in my ear, “I want you.  I’ve wanted you from the first time I laid eyes on you.  Your words, the way you move.  I can’t help it,”.   You graze a nuzzle at my neck, inhaling my scent and I feel your warm breath on my skin sending tingles through my body.

You are my physical therapist, my student and my friend.  Tall, dark and handsome, just my type, yet awkward around me.   How do I respond to such an admission when I thought I was the last person you would allow yourself to be attracted to?

 “Okay?” was all I could manage with a shy smile as I turned around to look you in the eye; your gaze fixed intently on mine, seeking permission in my eyes.  You bend your head down to kiss me and I timidly raised my lips to meet yours.  A kiss that began hesitant quickly became impassioned and I found myself overcome with lust for this man, this friend who I’d never entertained as a lover.

Our kiss is momentarily interrupted by my older brother entering the hallway from his room, walking away from us to go downstairs.  He doesn’t see us.  My chin and my lips are burning.

“You’re going to need to keep a close shave if you want to kiss me.”  Re-enter the comfortable snarky remarks that friends throw around at each other, sparring for the upper hand.

 You sigh in exasperation, “Really? “ as if considering having to shave twice a day.

“Yep. “

Being the flirty tease that I am, I shoot you a look that can only mean I’m up to no good and I slink away from you down the hall.  Hungry for more, you follow me to a shadowy corner where your kisses endeavor to consume me while your hands wander along my curves that you already know so well from therapy, but hadn’t yet indulged in.  As you’re kissing my neck and sending shock-wave after shock-wave of desire through my body, I decide to finally satisfy my curiosity about something I’ve always wanted to ask.

Breathlessly and in a playful voice, “…and to think, I thought this whole time you were a virgin because you have been so measured in your behavior with me.  You've never even flirted with me.  I figured you just didn't know how to speak that language yet.”

You pull away and look at me with a mix of disbelief and a wicked lust in your eyes, shake your head slowly, “Mm. Mm. I am noooo virgin.” 

As if to make it your mission to prove it to me, you kiss me sensually, nibbling, using your teeth with restraint along my neck, teasing me into frenzy.  Then with your body pressed up against mine, I feel your erection through your pants, begging for entry.  I respond in kind by meeting your body with mine.  Both of us grinding against each other, reveling in the intensity of the tease, teetering on the edge of giving in and maintaining control.

I feel myself growing moist and I softly moan with pleasure.  I press myself against you and you suck your breath only to unleash a greater passion as you clutch and grasp at my body.  Tongues, lips and hands venturing over the body landscape, seeking to find the hot spots so we can know each other better.