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Those sounds that have haunted my dreams for so long, ringing in the warm air of the room. God I missed the taste of her, the smell of her, fuck I love her. I love the way she says my name, the smoothness of her skin making me forget everything. What the hell is my name? God there is only her in this world.

“Shaaaaaaane,” I could drown in her. I am lost in her forever; I don’t want this to end.

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The blur of skin, of clothes flying through the air, her eyes, her lips I miss the feel of her when she falls off the bed trying to get her pants off;I can’t help but laugh.

“You think that’s funny?” she just pushes me hard back onto the bed, holding my arms down as she kisses down my neck, in between my breast. “Is this funny?”

She blows across my skin, teasing me, her tongue moving around my nipple, fluttering over it for just a second before she does the same on the other side. I need to touch her, but I can’t move, not with her hands holding me here, fuck her knee slowly making it worse. I swear that I can taste blood when she takes my breast into her mouth; I feel the scream wanting out, building as she moves lower, her breath heating the way. My back arching to meet her tongue, her hands sliding from my arms, and my breath trapped in my chest. The dark of my head, breaking way to a sea of stars as her tongue spells words that I can’t hear, her mouth humming a tune that I don’t know. Fuck I love her tongue; I love her hands with there magic touch that makes me wants to scream. My hand in her hair, and I don’t know my name not when she starts those fucking circles with her tongue, or when she twist her tongue like that. My toes curling and her name on my tongue.

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God I love the taste and smell of her, there is nothing like it. I can feel her, how she is almost there, and I kiss her as I slide my fingers into her warmth. God she feels so fucking good, the moan that fills my mouth when I stop her from biting her lip. The sting of her nails on my back, the rhythm of our hearts beating, our breathing mixing with it and the odd moan making my breath catch. Fuck she’s getting tighter, and I’m about to explode.

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The sting of her biting my lip, of the most intense rush I have ever felt. Wave after wave hitting me harder than the last, and I don’t want to come down from this high. My breathing ragged and coming in short gasps, the feel of her weight making this all so real. Her breathing slowing and I see the white of the room, traces of the night sky flashing across my eyes.

She moves next to me, her hand lingering on my stomach, pulling me into her. Her breathing in my ear, flowing down my neck, her hand entwining with mine. Her fingers that slide across my stomach curling slightly before she pulls me into her, that kiss on the back of my neck.

“I love you, with all my heart.” her voice so clear and I can only pull her closer.

“I love you too,” god how I’ve dreamt of this moment.

I fall into a deep sleep in her arms, with her body warming me, with her smell surrounding me. I feel at peace in her arms, and I have never been more afraid of waking up. Of this being nothing more than a dream that I wake up with out her, and I wish…I pray that I never wake up from this dream.

The alarm rings, cutting into the thick of sleep I move to stop it and I find my bed empty. Her bed…I look around, the bathroom door open, I can’t see her. I grab the first thing I can find, and I walk down the stairs hopping to find her.

“Shane?”