I think I’d drifted off to sleep, I thought we both had…..but somehow his lips found mine and we kissed hungrily. Was I awake? Was I dreaming?
I am very rarely aware of my dreams at night……so it had to have been real.
It was delicious. I greedily grasped for as much as I could, breathing him in. He was just as intoxicating as the night I met him.
That moment made me feel wanted, desired, yearned for…
It made me think of early morning/middle of the night random sessions in the very early days with hubby. I know this is the sort of stuff that needs to be constantly worked on in relationships. I wondered ….did he do this to his wife? It made me feel electrified, who wouldn’t want that?
I have tried to smother hubby in kisses in recent times, with little effects. Maybe I need to try again.