In My Dark Dreams II

TITLE: In My Dark Dreams
AUTHOR: Schmootika
SUMMARY: The final installment of my dreams about a luscious Jedi Knight.
TYPE: Erotica
RATING: NC-17.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything from the Star Wars universe, so don’t sue me Uncle George. If I did, I would have a naked Jedi with me now and would not be writing this story.

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I fall into a deep sleep after a particularly hard day at work. I sense myself being pulled back to another world, one of pleasure.

I open my eyes and see I am in the same white marble room as before. The carved mahogany bed looming large in the center of the room, dressed with black and red linens, makes me smile as I remember the things I did there. I snicker as I notice the drawer to the dresser is still slightly open. This feels very familiar. I notice I am dressed in a black silk robe. As I walk across the room, I feel the coolness of the marble floor against my bare feet and the luxurious feeling of silk rubbing against my body. I look in the mirror and remember what I saw there last time and I shudder with thoughts of my Jedi Knight taking me. *This time I will be the master* I think to myself as a wicked grin came over my face.

Moving to the dresser, I pull open the drawer and take hold of the leather restraints. I go to the bed and place them under one of the pillows. I lie down on the bed and stretch out like a cat just wakening from a nap in a sunny spot.

I do not hear the door open but I sense a presence enter the room. Not turning to look, I continue to stretch and writhe on the large bed, letting little moans and sighs escape from my lips. I begin to think of the things I will do to my Jedi and close my eyes as I try my best to visualize the acts we will perform. I hear the rustling of clothes and feel the weight of another body on the bed. I turn to see him stalking up the bed like a wild animal. His eyes are smoky blue and I see a glow of lust in them. He is completely naked and I drink in the sight of his sculpted body, toned and firm, muscles rippling and flexing with his every movement. I reach out for him and say, “I am glad you decided to join me.”

He holds me close as he says, “I would never miss this. Which one of your ideas do you want to try first?” He smiles as he pulls me closer and places his luscious lips against mine. He parts my lips with his tongue and we kiss passionately, tongues intertwining, hands rubbing each other. I see visions of the things he wants me to do to him and I writhe against him as the thoughts become overwhelming. My body is aflame with passion for this beautiful creature.

Shifting my weight, I shove him on his back and straddle his hips. My robe falls open and he eagerly reaches up to cup each of my breasts. I moan and push against him as he rubs me and thumbs my already hard nipples. The look of delight and pleasure on his face makes me shudder and quiver as I move to place my hands on top of his. Taking hold of his wrists, placing them on either side of his head, I lean in and in a low husky voice; I whisper against his lips, “Let me have control.” He looks at me, raises an eyebrow and with a groan says, “As you wish”.

Moving to his side, still holding onto one of his wrists, I reach under the pillow and strap the restraint to him. I lean forward and attach it to the post of the headboard as I rub my silk clad chest over his arm. I kiss and lick my way down his arm, across his chest and gently take hold of his other wrist and firmly restrain it as well. Sitting back, I move to the end of the bed to look at my handiwork. He is laid out in front of me, straining against the restraints. What a wonderful sight! I have him at my mercy, and I relish the feeling of power I have over this young man. Power and lust coursing through my veins, I slowly begin my assent to worship his body.

Starting at his feet, I kiss and lick my way up his toned legs to his firm thighs letting my hair brush over his hardness. Kissing the inside of his thighs, I hear him moan and see his throbbing member twitch as I continue my onslaught. I can feel invisible hands starting to stoke my body and twine in my hair. Looking up into his eyes and settling back down at his feet I say, “No Force touching or I’ll stop.” With a moan, I feel the hands leaving my body as he says, “You know you like it.” I do not respond to his statement, instead I pick up where I left off, kissing, nipping and licking my way to the one spot I know needs attention. Pausing to admire his toned body and the long length of flesh begging to be touched, I settle between his legs and look up into his eyes. His look is one of pure lust, eyes dark. Biting his lower lip, straining against his restraints, he sends me Force thoughts of the things he wants to do to me.

//You know you want my hands on you// the force thought echoes over mental pictures of his hands all over my body, feeling, kneading, tempting. It is almost too much for me to bear and I moan and quiver as I move closer to his hardness. I lightly flick my tongue over the backside, running my lips up his entire length as he groans loudly. I smile as I softly wrap my lips around the head, licking as I begin to move lower.

I can hear him fighting with the restraints and moaning as I take him in all the way. I keep my eyes fixed on his face as he groans and sends me more images of what is to come when I release him. I begin to increase my pace as I feel his hips moving in time to my mouth. He moans as his member swells in my mouth and his eyes roll back in his head. I close my eyes as another wave of erotic images flashes in my head. His resolve is quickly melting away, as is mine, and I feel his hands running through my hair and roughly pulling me up to meet his eyes.

“Took you long enough” I smirk as he pulls me up into a heated bruising kiss.

Without a word, he pushes me on my back, moves between my legs and hungrily kisses me. Pressing his body against mine, I feel him rubbing my breasts and moving lower to stroke my wetness. I moan as he bites my neck, making me quiver and gasp, and kisses his way down until he is between my legs.

He looks into my eyes, lowers his head and begins to lick my already wet folds. I squirm and writhe as his expert tongue makes me gasp with delight and his lips and teeth make me moan. Never taking his eyes off me, he thrusts two fingers deep inside me and finds that spot that drives me mad. My head arches back and my breath is coming in short pants as he brings me closer to my climax. I open my eyes as the wave of pleasure overtakes me. As I shudder and convulse against him, his eyes seem to glaze over as he watches me go over the edge.

“That’s why you shouldn’t restrain me.” He says as he raises his head and licks his lips.

Gasping and panting, I cannot answer him. He licks and kisses my wetness again then pulls out his fingers and licks them clean. I smile and shudder at the erotic act and he laughs at me as me moves up my body. He lavishes attention to every part of my body. Hands running up my abdomen, wet kisses trailing his hands, luscious lips licking my hardened nipples, biting and sucking on them, making my breath come in pants.

My hands twist in his hair as he makes me moan and quiver. He nibbles and bites at my pulse point making me groan with pleasure. His kisses are like liquid fire in my veins. He moves my hands to either side of my head and clasps them with his own as he ravishes me, drowning me in his lustful kisses. I feel invisible hands running down my thighs. It startles me and arouses me at the same time.

He breaks our kiss and looks deep into my smoky eyes as he enters me. I feel his Force hands grabbing my hips and pulling me tightly against him as he fills me completely. He takes a leisurely pace and thrusts in to the hilt only to withdraw slowly until only the tip is still inside me. I try to move my legs to reposition myself so I can take more of him in but the invisible hands are holding me back. He never takes his eyes off me and I see a wicked grin come across his face. Lowering his lips to mine, he takes control of me and kisses me without abandon. He begins to increase his pace as he shifts to push against my sweet spot.

The hands at my hips are now running up and down my body and I feel there are more of them each second. I feel my breasts being touched, my nipples pinched and rubbed, my thighs held firmly and my nub stroked. He never unclasps his hands from mine and I begin to strain against them as I feel my orgasm quickly approaching. The sounds and the smell of our fervor are intoxicating. Arching my back, I feel myself rising to the summit of ecstasy and plunging into the abyss. I scream and cry out in passion as he takes me to sweet bliss. He stares down at me with a smug and satisfied look as I come down from the euphoria he brought me to.

Releasing my hands, he smothers me with kisses as I rake my hands through his hair. Breaking our kiss, I say in a low horse voice, “I want more.” He nods and sits me up as he pulls out of me. I groan at the feeling of emptiness. He turns me over and pulls me up onto my knees. Reaching around my waist, he pushes me down so my hands rest on the bed and he takes hold of my hips. I can feel the heat radiating from him and I shiver with anticipation. He swiftly enters me and I gasp as he slides in easily till his hips are firmly pressed against my back side.

I move back against him as he starts his slow hard thrusts. I moan with each deep plunge into my body as he hits that spot inside me over and over. My body moves in time with his as he both seek our release. I can hear his breath quicken and I feel him swell inside me. His hands are moving my hips faster and faster and I can sense our mutual climax building. My arms begin to give out as the first waves of pleasure overtake me and I fall down on the bed. His thrusting never misses a beat and he brings me screaming to a new height of pleasure. Low grunts and passionate screams come from him as he explodes inside me. He falls against my body and the weight of him and my own body’s weakness make me collapse underneath him.

As our panting subsides, he pulls out of me and flops against me on the bed. I raise my head and turn to look into those beautiful blue eyes. He turns to kiss me and I smile, contented and satisfied. I snuggle against his sweat-slicked body and rest my head on his muscled chest as I close my eyes. I can hear the steady, yet rapid, beat of his heart as I let myself fall into a deep sleep.

I awaken the next morning, tired and alone. This time, like the last, I am in my own bed but I am terribly sore and have bite marks along my neck. Hmmmmm. I wonder if it was really a dream.