The Girl from the Future

It's already a little past midnight... And you're still not asleep, because your unwavering desire to spend as much time with me as possible simply won't allow you to fall into your wide bed, which hasn't felt the warmth that only comes from the union of two loving bodies for a long time now. You just stepped out of the shower and didn't even have time to dry off...

There's steam on your mirror... You can't see anything in it, but before wiping it away, you write my name with your little finger, and after gazing at it spellbound, you wipe it all away... But the first thing you see after my name is

your face. And that brief instant, that moment when you haven't yet managed to make the familiar expression you're used to seeing in the mirror, that's when everything you're thinking about is visible on your face... I have completely taken over your thoughts...

Your pupils are incredibly dilated, you're not smiling, yet a predatory smirk is unmistakable on your lips, your usually green eyes are now burning with a genuine emerald glow, you're breathing steadily, and with each breath, the movement of your high, full chest is noticeable... You're lost in thought. And then you remember what you promised me.

A small thing I can no longer do without—your photograph, because every time I fall asleep, I think only of you, and each new photo is your new image... It's my new dream... And you, deliberately leaving room for my imagination, hide behind a towel, casually wiping away the droplets of water that have tenderly clung to your velvety white skin. You take a photo, a second, a third...

But at some point, you realize you need to stop. That's it! You send them all to me, perfectly aware that your photos will be appreciated as they deserve, although... To appreciate you properly, one must be in close proximity to you. But you don't know the most important thing—I'm not as far away as you think. I left Kyiv a long time ago, it was hard to find you, but I know for sure I will never lose you. No, once you're in my embrace, you won't be able to break free... And you won't want to...

I'm standing at the door, which you, perhaps sensing my arrival, didn't lock. It yields to me easily. I hear the sound of water and know exactly that you're in the bathroom... That you're thinking of me. With a confident step, I head towards the noise, my shoes left at the threshold, I take off my jacket, carelessly tossing it on the floor, I'm right at the door... but for some reason, I can't open it: I know you're there, I know you're unconsciously waiting for me, but I can't enter! Gathering all my strength, I smoothly turn the doorknob and see you through the slightly open door.

You're so engrossed in your thoughts that you don't notice me at all. Good... This gives me a chance to approach from behind. I sharply, but gently, take your delicate shoulders in my strong hands, you shudder and let out a little cry, but seeing me in the mirror—you froze. This can't be a dream, you understand that perfectly, but believing what's happening also seems impossi

ble.

— My love," I say, "I've been waiting for this for a very long time.

You can't utter a word and are about to faint, but a spark of passion brings you to your senses. At some point, you realize you're melting in the embrace of your beloved. It really is him!!! You press against me, close your eyes, and freeze... Silence. A thought crosses your mind that I'm not real. But... My heart... You feel it beating, you feel my warmth and understand—it's really me. You timidly try to unbutton the top button of my shirt, but the cursed clothing won't yield to your fingers...

— Don't rush, we have the whole night ahead," my voice, like thunder in a clear sky, illuminated everything around; now you know for sure—all of this is real!

You sharply tear off all the nauseating buttons of my shirt and throw it onto the cold tiles with hatred. You kiss my chest, the slightly defined abs, my navel... My hands gently touch your shoulders, I know what will happen now. I want this! I've dreamed of this every night since we met.

You easily remove the belt and unbutton my pants, which immediately join the torn shirt. But I don't want it like that: I pick you up, freeing you from the stupid pink towel I hate because it hides what I adore, and carry you to that very bed that has been yearning for us for so long. I kiss you. Your lips smell of vanilla, their taste is sweeter than anything in this beautiful but mad world, for just one of your kisses I would give a year of my life. Now I know that if fate has me die in Africa, I will die sharing love with a goddess. I realize that I love you...

At this thought, my legs buckle, I'm afraid of losing you and fall onto the bed, hoping I don't hurt you... You feel the weight of my body on you, but it doesn't burden you at all. You want me, your legs have long been wrapped around my waist, you writhe convulsively beneath me... But I'm in no hurry, I know you are only mine and that I belong only to you. I kiss your lips, your long neck, linger for a long time near your collarbones, they are magnificent, your shoulders are so innocent and beautiful that I can't tear myself away from them; and even though it's dark and only the uncertain glow of the Moon illuminates your bedroom, I see all your grace. I like it, I can call you all sorts of silly names, but I always knew you have blue blood...

You are a real woman, without whom I no longer see the meaning of my own life. What I'm doing with you at this moment is called love, and it's right now that I understand I've been able to love for the first time in my life. Thinking this, I kiss the lower part of your stomach... You hold your breath in anticipation of my tongue in your most desired place... But not so simple... I am one who knows how to love, I differ from all others in my genuine feelings for you. So I kiss the inner sides of your luxurious thighs, gently squeezing your gorgeous breasts, you want me, you quietly moan in anticipation of the coming sweetness, and then... you feel my heavy breath above it, just one moment left!!!

I gently run the tip of my tongue over your strawberry, hearing a faint moan, I do it again... and again. I'm now thinking only of your pleasure, my tongue is now wandering all over your mound, that little bean I joked about so often is absolutely deservedly the object of my attention. It feels good to you... You moan and tousle my hair, placing both your hands on my head. You want me. I understand you've been ready for a long time. I rise up, pressing my hard member against the recently caressed place of your divine body.

Your pussy has been waiting for me for a long time. With a slow but confident effort, I am inside you. A moan of pleasure escapes your lips! I move up and down, gradually accelerating, and with each of my movements, you begin to moan louder, I tightly grip your slender leg with one hand, and with the other, I press your thick long hair into the bed, you can't break free from my grip, but there's no need to!!! My strength excites and draws you to me, another moment and you start to scream, convulsively jerking in my embrace!!!! That's it! Your muscles, as if paralyzed by a spasm, are shaking involuntarily! But this isn't the end yet. For me, it's only the beginning, I sit you on top and make you move your hips back and forth, tightly squeezing your firm buttocks with both hands and sucking on the swollen cherries of your luxurious breasts!

I can see every curve of your lovely body, which I am so deeply in love with, but then I remember... I break off and lay you on your stomach, positioning myself over you. Now your firm buttocks are pressed against my pubic bone, I know: you love this, and without any shyness, I enter you to my full depth, my movements become faster and faster, I hear your half-cries, half-moans again!!! I see you gripping the silk sheets of your bed in your hands!!! You scream "Oh, God!!!" and almost collapse lifelessly onto the bed. Now I know—you are the best woman in this world!!!

But I'm still not finished: you understand this and take the initiative—you make me lie on my back and kiss my body, battered with scars and bruises, holding my most precious asset in your hand. You slowly descend, kissing everything in your path... Now you caress the tip of my member with your lips, which already sends me into genuine ecstasy, you run your tongue along the entire length of my shaft, and then deeply swallow it.

You only have to make a few movements before I pour a stream of my passion and love into you. Now it's my muscles trembling!!! I can't think straight!!! There's a white haze before my eyes!!! But I know clearly: you are nearby... you are mine!!! I gently hug you and try to run my fingertips over your soft skin, but soon fall asleep with the words "I love you, my girl from the future!"

— I love you very much too!" you answer, and following me, sink into a deep sleep, holding me tightly in your embrace...