He groaned as the moan went straight to his hardening cock.It pressed lightly against the pants he wore.He closed his eyes and imagined her touching him.They hadn’t had sex.Yet.But they would and when they did, he knew he’d enjoy every bit of it.It would be explosive.He’d cherish and ravish her at the same time.
Thinking about me, baby?Need my cock in that tight pussy of yours?
Xolani moaned again as her hands unconsciously gripped her chair and her breathing sped up.She began rocking in the chair as she squeezed her luscious thighs together and orgasmed right on the spot.
Perfection...and all his doing.
All of this just from him talking to her.He hadn’t even touched her.Opening his eyes, he stared at her body.
Suddenly, her eyes opened.
He stared into her eyes for a moment before he came to his senses and lulled her back to sleep.Time for me to go, little one.But soon...soon we will enjoy each other.
“Mm more, please.”
Ah, his girl was insatiable.That would work in his favor.He had all but reeled her in.Soon, he would have more than just this moment.He would have all her moments.Up until he decided it was over.Then whatever this was would fade away and he’d return to normal.
“Another time...right now you have work to do.”
He melted back into the background staring into her beautiful caramel-colored eyes.He then took a deep breath, breathing in her scent before he disappeared.Dima was officially obsessed and he wasn’t going to be satisfied till he had her on his dick crying out his name.
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Nothing ever happens unless first we dream.– Carl Sandburg
Xolani’s eyes flutteredopen and she looked around while pressing her hand to her forehead.Everything had been so vivid.His scent, his touch, his voice, his everything.She’d been wrapped up in him.Ever since he’d come into the cafe, her life had not been the same.Every time she was in his presence reality blurred.All she wanted was him.The real him from the coffee shop and the dream of him from her imagination.
Shit.
How long had she been out?She sat up quickly in her chair and the fact that her client was still snoring away on the couch gave her some pause to realize she hadn’t been out that long.The lucid dreams had to stop.She had to find a way to end them.Her obsession over Dima Valdez was getting out of hand.She glanced at her watch, not much time had passed at all.What sorcery was happening here to make her think it had been a long time when it hadn’t?
The alarm on her desk went off, saving her from thinking about the overly confident and shamelessly selfish Dima Valdez as her client’s eyes opened and she moved over to focus on him.“Mr.Menendez, I do hope your rest was relaxing?”She smiled over at him.
He rubbed his eyes and replied, “Thank you, Dr.Coleman.Yes, I had the strangest dreams.”He stroked his fingers along his thick graying mustache.
“Tell me about them,” she urged.“We have about another forty-five minutes, so I am all yours.”She settled into a chair right next to the couch.
Mr.Menendez sat up and began to tell her his dreams.
Forty-five minutes later, she ushered her client out and headed back to her desk.That was when she noticed the gilded card sitting in the middle of her desk.A card that hadn’t been there before, or had it?She was going nuts.Picking up the card, she stared at it.
What in the actual fuck?
