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be; long, thick and beautiful. My mouth waters and I want to taste him. I’ve wanted to taste him since the first day I met him.
    Before I can move though, he kisses me and slowly eases me back on the bed. My body aches for him. Every part of me is screaming to be touched. He tells me he wants to go slowly but I don’t think I can. I’ve waited for so long to feel him inside me that I think I might go crazy if he doesn’t take me soon. He kisses me deeply and passionately while I run my fingers through his hair. One of his hands is in my hair and the other slides down my side brushing over my breast, my waist, my hip, my thigh and back up. Our bodies move slowly together and I can feel his erection brush my thin trail of hair.
    “I’ve wanted you for a long time Leah.” He says, finally breaking contact with my lips. Slowly he moves down my body, kissing every inch. “I’ve dreamt about what I would do with you when I finally got you and this was not it” he says as he places a gently kiss on my neck. Then again on my chest. “I wanted to fuck you. Hard.” His next words, spoken as he licks the tip of my nipple and then bites down, make my body shudder. I am helpless, completely aroused and my mind turns instantly to mush. The only thing I can focus on is his touch. “But for some reason it doesn’t feel right this time. Now that you’re here, in my arms, I want to take my time and savor you.” He continues to lick and suck on the peaks of my breast. He kisses down my stomach. When his kisses the dip below my navel my eyes spring open. I start to close my legs and his hands grip my thighs and pin them open.
    “Don’t.” He snaps
    “I don’t think I’m ready for that.” For some reason it has always felt more intimate than sex to me. It feels like I am giving away a part of myself.
    “Let me. I promise that you won’t regret it. I need to taste you, need to see you come apart under my mouth” He says as he slips his tongue between the folds of my sex.
    “Oh god.” He licks and sucks gently on my clitoris a few times and dips his tongue into me. He goes back and forth between licking and sucking and penetrating me with his tongue. For what feels like hours he continues this sweet slow torture. Without warning he plunges two fingers into me making me cry out. As his fingers move in and out, he continues to suck my clit. I’m starting to build towards my climax when I hear… 
    “BEEP, BEEP, BEEP”. DAMN IT! Stupid alarm. 
    Just thinking about my dream has me all worked up again. Also it reminds me of how I really wanted to grab my son’s bat and demolish my alarm clock. That dream was the most action I’ve had in over six months. Even though it was a dream, it was a very vivid dream, and I woke up wet and frustrated. Not really how I wanted to start my morning.
    To distract myself, I work all morning on my deposition only stopping to get more coffee. When lunch time rolls around I send my assistant, Kelly, out for some soup. I rarely take an actual lunch and when I do it’s usually just taking a client out during a break in our court hearing. As I walk to our break room to get a glass of water, I am not paying attention. I’m too consumed with reading the file for my upcoming deposition, notes still in hand. I glance up just enough to make sure I am walking straight and slam right into a solid chest covered in dark gray and my papers scatter everywhere.
    “Shit! I’m so sorry. I wasn’t paying attention.” I mumble as I bend to pick up the papers. When I looked up, it’s Steve looking down at me. I nearly fall backwards in shock and embarrassment. His green eyes sear into mine, like he’s not just looking at me but looking through me. Like he can see every second of the amazing dream I had about him that has put my whole day in a funk.
    “Don’t apologize. I should have been paying better attention.” He says with a flirty smile. I can feel my face flush and I look away immediately so