Sweet Dreams
I awoke slowly this morning, listening to the quiet sounds of rain and birds beyond my window. For a moment, I almost thought that if I rolled over in bed, I would find you there beside me, so intense were my dreams of you during the night. I smiled at my foolishness and rose, sighing at the feel of silk sliding down over my hips and legs, realizing that the soft nightgown had been gathered up around my hips, I blushed at the reflection of the woman in my mirror. I remembered my hands, pressed...