A sultry summer night: dreams, desires and dessert - an AvNeil OS

A sultry summer night: dreams, desires and dessert - an AvNeil OS

She felt blinded. All she could see was the alluring colour of brown that reminded her of milk chocolate, her favourite sweet since her childhood. For a while now, however, the colour had become much more than a reminder of sweet, tender moments from her childhood. It evoked a sense of longing in her of which she did not even know that she was capable of feeling. Unknowingly it lurked her into a state of desire, pulling her into the depths of passion. The shade also belonged to a pair of eyes that had been watching her intently, keeping track of her at all times. Even now, their gaze was burning into hers as she daringly attempted to stare back. She was not that successful at it, however, as she could already feel herself being pulled into their dazzling pool of desire. Flustered, she willed herself to look away from them.

Avoiding those dazzling eyes did not help her much, though, as it forced her to look at the excruciatingly beautiful face which these eyes belong to. The look on that face, however, was far from what she had expected. Instead of seeing his usual air of arrogance, what she saw was a reflection of her own desire. Slowly but steadily he approached her, closing in on the small distance that had been between them. His proximity startled yet excited her, making her heart thump so loudly in her chest that she was afraid that he would hear it. Slowly peering up at him, she could see a hint of a smile appear on his face. It was as if he had known all along about the attraction that she felt towards him. Yet she did not feel embarrassed, as the fierce look in his eyes mirrored her own feelings in every way possible. Before she could revel in the moment, he surprised her yet again.

Suddenly she felt his hand upon her cheek, his long fingers caressing her. As his fingers spread across her cheek, he moved his thumb to her lips. Tracing the outline of her lips sensuously, he awakened such desire in her that her throat went dry and her mouth felt hot. Licking her lips as she gulped thirstily, she could feel his gaze fixate upon her mouth. Had her heart not already been beating loudly enough, his mere gaze made it jump right out of her chest. Feeling her knees going weak, she steadied herself by placing her hands upon his chest. It was as if her touch electrified him and when she looked at him to gauge his reaction, she could see his eyes widen in surprise at her touch. At the same time she could see a look of determination cross his face, as his other hand grabbed her waist firmly. Unable to endure the intensity of it all, she wanted to avert her eyes. He had other plans for her, though, as his hand on her face grabbed her by the chin and steadied her. Slowly, his face inched towards her and she could almost feel his stubble rubbing her face. As his mouth lingered before hers, he delicately started pressing his soft lips upon hers.

Before she knew it, her breath got caught in her throat and it caused her to cough all of a sudden. Wanting to reach for a glass of water, she stretched her arm, only to find herself wake up with a jolt. Adjusting herself to the dark of the night, she rapidly blinked her eyes. A sheen of sweat covered her body due to the tropical summer heat, while her body still pulsed with the remnants of her dreamy desires. She had only read about such strong attraction, but never in her wildest dreams had she thought to experience even a fragment of it. Yet there she was, wide awake in the middle of a hot summer night, awoke to an even more sizzling dream. Shaking her head in disbelief, she shook off her bed sheet. Deciding that it was high time to cool down, she changed into her breeziest summer pyjamas. Careful not to wake the rest of the house, she put on her tank top and her shorts without switching on her lights. Given by the dream that she just had and the current heat of the night, though, she just knew that her breezy pyjamas would not cut it.

Deciding that her fridge could be her only saviour at the moment, she tiptoed towards the kitchen. Once she was in the kitchen, she went on a silent quest for a bowl and a spoon. After succeeding to do so by making the least noise possible, she sneaked towards the fridge. Praying that there was still some dessert left, she opened its door. Upon opening the door, she could heave a sigh of relief as she was just in time for the last bit of ice cream. Glad that lady luck had at least favoured her in this part of her otherwise unfortunate night, she took her ice cream and sauntered to a kitchen stool. While settling herself, she pondered over her dream. As incredibly intense and sensual as it had been, she felt quite unnerved by the extents of her imagination. Every aspect of it had been so detailed and realistic, that she could almost have sworn that the events in her dream had actually happened for real. Blushing by the remote possibility of her dream turning into reality, she decided not to let her mind wander any further. As she shoved a spoonful of rich, delicious ice cream into her mouth, she closed her eyes and stifled a moan of ecstasy. She could almost sense her worries melt away along with her ice cream, had it not been for the sudden gasp that she heard.

For the second time that night, she opened her eyes in surprise. The previous time had been for the lack of someone's presence, though. Silently cursing herself for forgetting her robe in her haste to get to the kitchen quietly, she peeked up at her company. As she slowly glanced up from her bowl of ice cream, she almost felt as if she was dreaming again. Just as her luck would have it, the first person that she saw after her embarrassing dream was the same person whom she had dreamt about. Mentally preparing herself for the rapid fire of questions that was soon bound to follow, she looked him right in the eye. That, however, might not have been one of her smartest ideas that night. As she looked at him, she realised that he had not even been looking at her eyes. Following his eyes, she started experiencing a dj vu. As it turned out, just like in her dreams, his heated gaze was fixated upon her lips. Had the ice cream somehow managed to cool her down, his scorching gaze rendered it totally futile.

Repressing the strong urge to fan herself, she tried to take in the sudden situation. She failed to do so, however, as she did take in all of him. Looking at him, she realised that he had forgotten to wear his robe. Given the hot summer night that it was, it left him in nothing more than a pair of black shorts. Feeling a blush already creeping up her face, she averted her eyes. That did not stop him from charging forward, though. As he started approaching her, she started mustering up the courage to ask him what he was doing. Unfortunately, she made a big mistake while trying to do so by locking eyes with him. Suddenly she was rendered speechless, as she once again found herself drowning in that deep pool of chocolate delight. To make things worse, this time it seemed as if her body had got a mind of its own all of a sudden. While he bridged the gap between them, she could feel herself leaning slightly into him. He did not seem to mind it though, as he pulled her off her stool and even closer to him.

As he did so while keeping his eye contact, he grabbed her by her chin to steady her. Without saying anything at all, he lifted his hand to her burning lips. Slowly, he wiped his thumb softly across the corner of her mouth. Finding her bemused at his move, he smirked as he showed her his ice cream covered thumb and licked it. Now it was her turn to gasp, as he suckled her ice cream of his thumb and winked at her. Startled by his cheeky gesture, she could feel the dessert spoon that she had been holding onto fall out of her grasp. Feeling flustered by his move, she quickly turned away to gather her thoughts. While bending down to pick up her spoon, however, she could not help the feeling that he was still watching her. When she stood up, her doubt was indeed confirmed. His gaze was lingering as unabashedly at her body as it had never done before.

Squirming under his scrutiny, she wondered why he kept looking at her like that. It was at that moment that she became fully aware of her bare choice of clothing for the night. Feeling her blush of embarrassment spread over her whole body, she could not wait any longer to leave. Before she could step back and flee from the kitchen as quickly as possible, though, he grabbed her by her waist and pulled her to him. As she could feel the whole length of his body against hers, it pleased her to know that she did not leave him unaffected either. Feeling their hearts thump loudly together, she tried to make sense of what was happening. Before she could do so, though, he bent down to her and placed his lips at her ear. As his hot breath fanned her ear, all he had to do to turn her into a pool of desire, was to whisper in his sultry voice: "Tomorrow, midnight dessert will be my treat."

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it was sweet as the dessert

Uff!! The temperature here has also increased suddenly..

Gosh, this was amazingly hot☺️
So simple and yet your fantastic writing took it to another level👏
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