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“Oh, but it is my concern. For better or worse, I’ve decided to anchor myself to you. That means I’m here until I’m forced to move on by a greater power, or something else changes.”
He felt her warm body slide under the covers next to him.
“What are you doing?” He froze, the subtle smell of her vanilla hair wafting over him.
A soft hand moved across his naked torso. “Do you remember the other night when you came in your sleep?”
“How could I forget?” Being sixteen again was such a joy.
“That wasn’t a wet dream. That was me. I was just too embarrassed to admit how attracted I am to you.”
He supposed he had enjoyed that dream. It had felt so real. Like now.
“I’d like to try something different this time. If you want?” Sky asked.
He felt her weight move on top and straddle him. Her skin was warm. Her body pressed into his torso. It was no different than the real thing…
“Oh, Jesus.” Something warm and wet sheathed his cock. “How are you doing that?”
“I don’t know,” she panted, “but it feels fantastic.”
She raised herself up and slammed down on his hard cock. His body filled with erotic pulses. Was it wrong to be intimate with a woman he’d killed?
She slammed down on him again.
Nope. Do not care.“Are you certain I am not dreaming?” This was amazing.
“If you are, do you care?” she panted.
“I already decided I do not.”
She began moving at a vigorous pace, planting her soft palms on his chest. He was almost afraid to touch her and find nothing there, but the urge to cup her breasts outweighed his hesitation.
His hands glided up the gentle curves of her waist and found the soft heavy mounds. Two pert nipples, like little pearls, beaded against his palms.
He groaned, feeling the sensation build deep in his groin. It had been far too long since he’d had sex. “Are you sure this is real? I’ll be very disappointed if I find myself fucking a pillow.”
“I don’t know,” she moaned. “But your hard dick is going to make me come.” She bore down on him and cried out.
The sound triggered his explosion, the cum jetting out in a thick stream.
“Oh Gods.” He sat up in bed, nothing but air in front of him. His body was covered with sweat. His sheets were, well… “Not again.”
His cell phone vibrated on his nightstand. He picked it up.
Sky:Sorry about the sheets, but that was amazing.
He smiled and shook his head. “I can’t believe I just fucked a ghost.”
When do I get my turn, tailor?
“Never. And shut the hell up.”
To Damien’s delight, there wasn’t a living soul to be found the next morning. Someone had even cleaned up Pet’s mess in the kitchen.
Now this is what I am talking about.Quiet. Peaceful. Solitude.
He went for the coffee beans and put the kettle on to boil water.I think I’ll drive the VW today.Yes, that was his festive car, only used on days when he felt playful and alive. Something about the peppy sound of the engine.
