Dreams Made Real - Jillian
By: K.L. Miller
29 March 2010
She knew damned well what she was doing; cupping her breasts, she stands fully erect... a proud bearing reaching deep into her gaze as she carelessly caressed both globes. And through it all, his eyes only darted towards her breasts...
I prefer looking at a Woman's face... into her eyes... not...; it was here that the Figure rippled into dream-view...
FLASH...
Her eyes sparkled; she felt Sexy as she swayed her hips. He rested casually against the corner, smoke rolling steam-like across his features, but never obscuring that Burning Gaze...; she held his Full Attention, and those dark eyes were very Pleased by what they saw. Thunder rolled outside as the storm gathered... pulled from Nature by Him no doubt...
Damn you're Sexy...
FLASH...
She tries to Imagine... and Fear grips her; she cannot move her arms... and finds it strange to comfortably ponder what position he's restrained her in THIS TIME!!!
Suddenly... everything... is Different; Time stops outside of her sight...
And she caresses his stomach... his hands slide around her waist. She'd scream for him to touch... no... MAUL her tits, but his chin rests on her shoulder... and he's not breathing.
Correction... her is breathing, keeping his breath from her flesh while somehow nuzzling against her; she's surprised at how cold the Flesh feels, yet Living Flesh is what she knows her hands would feel... if only they were free to move...
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Jillian grimaces; truth be told... he's even more attractive than the Dream Lover. Of course... that makes him infinitely more deadly; Flesh-and-Blood... the Pulse of Live; just a simple hug is often enough...; She shivers, though not from any form of Cold...
She Remembers his warm embrace... and shivers from its absence.