Lucid Dreams

by Ladii Nesha

With her eyes still closed, Hunter felt Nite turn her around. Now face to face, he lowered her arms and wrapped them around his neck. Leaning in, he kissed her chin and slowly lowered his head to get more acquainted with her lips. Hunter held on tight as her body started to shake. The euphoric feeling boiled in the pit of her stomach and shot down to the center of her thighs. Nite’s tongue danced in her mouth as she moaned into his. From the quiver of her lips and gruffness of her low moans, Nite knew the deal. Hunter was cumming and she had no control over it. When Hunter opened her eyes, she stared right into his. She had no idea who this man was, but she found herself wondering what type of lotion he used. Was he a morning person? Did he like long walks on the beach? Did he like Captain Crunch cereal? Hunter wanted to know what he was allergic to and if he had any enemies. Any man who could make her feel what she was feeling needed to be protected, and Hunter was the person for the job. Leaning forward, she kissed his lips again. “I think I love you,” she uttered. Nite looked into her glossy eyes and chortled. “You high, mama.” “Is that why I feel like this?” “How do you feel?” “I feel-I feel like my body is on fire. I feel like I’m floating in space, and I feel like Obama should get another term, and I should be his Olivia Pope,” Hunter expressed, rubbing his arm. “Your skin feels so good and I think you are so fine.” “I’m fine?” “You are. You’re like an Egyptian god, ...