I dreamed about his body stretched beneath me, my hands on his wrists and his head popping the headboard with every thrust of my hips.
I dreamed about the slick sweat of his skin, of my skin, mingling as we're pressed together tightly, and the high-pitched little whimpers that he makes as my cock slides in and out of him.
I dreamed about how wide his eyes are when I'm fucking him.
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