Every damn night I have the

Every damn night I have the same dream. With you. With you, bare, on top of me, looking down at me with the same dreamy, hot gaze. And every time I touch you, your body shivers against mine in the most crazy way I can think of, like every cell of your body was lighten up on fire and then got cooled down by ice.
And every single time I slid my hands. going up your hips, feeling the smoothness, feeling the tight skin beneath, making my way until I reach your neck and pull you down into an unforgivable kiss. You resist lightly, but then stop, and give all yourself to me.
And that’s when the game changes.
I turn us around and press your body harshly against the mattress, I want to be sweet, I want to be gentle, I want to treat you like you’d break under too much pressure – and so I do – muttering whisper of apologize to you I began my journey unraveling the exotic secrets of your body which I longed for so many months now.
I dream of saving you in a night of rain and thunder, which you hate so much.
I dream of watching your cute face whilst you sleep comfortably with your head to my shoulder.
I dream of seeing you on the sun, your light hair shinning with liveliness, your eyes and smile with joy.
I dream of grinning at the face only you can make where you are embarrassed.
I dream of small gestures, small jokes, small acts and intentions.
I dream of the words you’ll whisper when no one hears.
I dream of you.
And you don’t even know how much I love you.

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