Forbidden Dreams
By
Rene Walden

Chapter One

    Elanie's eyes fluttered, attempting to adjust to the brightness in the room. The early morning sunlight streamed through the bedroom window announcing a glorious new day. She stretched her voluptuous body the length of the bed, chasing the haze of slumber from her mind. Michael stirred with her movement. Warm arms wrapped around her, instinctively cradling her body.
    “Morning,” he said, his voice still thick with sleep. He pressed his lips to her skin, tenderly placing a kiss in the middle of her back.
    “Morning,” she whispered. Elanie closed her eyes, savoring the feel of his muscular body next to the softness of her own. Her round bottom molded against him. His cock stirred, firmly nudging in response. She turned toward him, burying her face in his hair-roughened chest. The dark shadow of his beard and his unruly curls sent flames of passion surging between her legs. She licked her lips in anticipation.
    “I wish we had more time,” he said with a sigh.
    “I know,” she said softly. “I miss our early morning time together too.” Elanie slipped her long fingers into his jet-black hair, capturing his lips in a lingering kiss. His hand slid over the curve of her waist and down the fullness of her hips. Clutching her ass, he pulled her luscious body nearer. He stroked at the delicate flesh of her inner thigh, sending delicious spasms through her.
    Michael forged a fiery trail from her neck to her creamy, soft breasts, lightly feathering kisses on the dusky rose-tipped peaks. He flicked at them with his tongue, transforming them into tiny pebbles of flesh.
    Elanie sighed deeply as she shifted her body on the bed. “We both knew things would change. You're an important businessman now, so that doesn't leave us a lot of time.” She smiled at him, mischief dancing on her face. “Although, there are some things that just can't wait.” She leaned over, firmly wrapping her fingers around his cock. Her tongue swirled around the head of his growing shaft, sucking him deep into her mouth.
    Michael's eyes grew dark with passion as a deep groan escaped his lips. “You're such a witch, I'm gonna get you for that,” he teased, reaching out for her.
    “I know, that's why you love me so much,” she laughed.
    Elanie scrambled to get away, but his hand firmly connected with her backside in a resounding whack. She fell back onto the bed and grabbed at Michael. Their laughter filled the early morning air. He scooped her into his arms, pulling her on top of him. She loved Michael's playful nature. He made it easy for her to be herself.
    “I love you,” she said. Her heart pounded as she rested on top of him trying to catch her breath. He looked so innocent and fresh, his face flushed from their play. She smiled, then leaned down and grabbed his wrists, forcing his arms down onto the bed.
    “Elanie, what are you d--?” His voice trailed off as she seized his lips with hungry urgency. He matched her urgency, sensually exploring her mouth with his tongue. She ground into him, pressing the soft swell of her breasts against his rippling chest. He groaned into her mouth as her tongue traced over his lips. She moved her mouth further down his chest, seeking out his nipple. She flicked her tongue over the tiny nub, gently sucking it between her lips. Elanie moaned, rubbing her heart-shaped behind against his swollen shaft.
    She looked into his flushed face, her eyes bright with desire. “You want    more >>