Now was the most delicious dream yet. He was there in her room stripping off his clothes in the dim light of the moon filtering through the window. He stood next to the bed, looking at her with an expression that was both somber and searching.

As she always did in her dreams, Erin moved to the side, a silent invitation. The mattress shifted with his weight and she smiled drowsy at how realistic this dream was. His weight and warmth enveloped her. His lips muzzled her, face and her neck, his breath faint flavored with bourbon. Big, callousness hands pulled her against him, molding her to him. Why couldn't he be like this when she was awake? Why couldn't he like her in real life?

"Sammy," she said with a sigh against his mouth. "Make love to me. I want you, all of you."

Her dream hero kissed her deeply, seducing her so she never ever wanted to wake up. She looked into his dark eyes and saw heat and passion so intense it burned straight down to her sex. She ached for him, throbbed for him. She helped him as he pulled her baggy shirt over her head, baring her breasts to him.

"Beautiful," he murmured, and his lips and hands caressed her, making her whimper and moan.~

So that's all for tonight. I'm pretty tired so if you liked it please leave a vote and comments and......other.

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